The troubles of our proud and angry dust Are from eternity, and shall not fail. Bear them we can, and if we can we must. Shoulder the sky, my lad, and drink your ale.
A.E. Housman (1859 - 1936)
Source: Last Poems, 1922, 9, st. 7
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