On the idle hill of summer
A.E.Housman
1859 to 1936
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Reconstruct the poem by dragging each line into its correct position. Your goal is to reassemble the original poem as accurately as possible. As you move the lines, you'll see whether your arrangement is correct, helping you explore the poem's flow and meaning. You can also print out the jumbled poem to cut up and reassemble in the classroom. Either way, take your time, enjoy the process, and discover how the poet's words come together to create something truly beautiful.
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Far and near and low and louder
High the screaming fife replies,
Lovely lads and dead and rotten;
Dear to friends and food for powder,
East and west on fields forgotten
Woman bore me, I will rise.
Sleepy with the flow of streams,
Bleach the bones of comrades slain,
Far I hear the steady drummer
On the idle hill of summer,
On the roads of earth go by,
Drumming like a noise in dreams.
None that go return again.
Far the calling bugles hollo,
Gay the files of scarlet follow:
Soldiers marching, all to die.