• A. E. Housman Who made the world I cannot tell; 'Tis made, and here am I in hell. My hand, though now my knuckles bleed, I never soiled with such a deed.
    Source: More Poems (1936) No. 19, st. 2
    A. E. Housman
    British poet 1859-1936
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A. E. Housman - Who made the world I cannot tell; 
 'Tis made, and here am I in hell. 
 My hand, though now my knuckles bleed, 
 I never soiled with such a deed.
Who made the world I cannot tell; 'Tis made, and here am I in hell. My hand, though now my knuckles bleed, I never soiled with such a deed. by : A. E. Housman
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sky-stars Who made the world I cannot tell; 'Tis made, and here am I in hell. My hand, though now my knuckles bleed, I never soiled with such a deed.
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