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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=341540" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Hughley Steeple</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=341540" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">The vane on Hughley steeple <br>Veers bright, a far-known sign, <br>And there lie Hughley people <br>And there lie friends of mine. <br>Tall in their midst the tower <br>Divides the shade and sun, <br>And the clock strikes the hour <br>And tells the time to none. </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=341540" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">To south the headstones cluster, <br>The sunny mounds lie thick; <br>The dead are more in muster <br>At Hughley than the quick. <br>North, for a soon-told number, <br>Chill graves the sexton delves, <br>And steeple-shadowed slumber <br>The slayers of themselves. </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=341540" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">To north, to south, lie parted, <br>With Hughley tower above, <br>The kind, the single-hearted, <br>The lads I used to love. <br>And, south or north, 'tis only <br>A choice of friends one knows, <br>And I shall ne'er be lonely <br>Asleep with these or those.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=Alfred+Edward+Housman">Alfred Edward Housman</a></strong></div>

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