Along the field as we came by A year ago, my love and I, The aspen over stile and stone Was talking to itself alone.' Oh who are these that kiss and pass? A country lover and his lass; Two lovers looking to be wed; And time shall put them both to bed, But she shall lie with earth above, And he beside another love.' And sure enough beneath the tree There walks another love with me, And overhead the aspen heaves Its rainy-sounding silver leaves; And I spell nothing in their stir, But now perhaps they speak to her, And plain for her to understand They talk about a time at hand When I shall sleep with clover clad, And she beside another lad. A.E. Housman
About This Quote

"Along the Field As We Came" is a poem written by John Keats. The poem was published in 1820. The poem is about a young man who's in love with a woman named 'The Horses'. The horses themselves are very negative and they are talking to themselves about how they are going to be married.

The horses are telling the young man that he will sleep with them, but he will have to sleep with another girl. This same thing happens to the young man's love as well.

Source: A Shropshire Lad

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