The Bedridden Peasant to an Unknown God (Thomas Hardy Poem)
Much wonder I--here long low-laid - That this dead wall should be Betwixt the Maker and the made, Between Thyself ...
Much wonder I--here long low-laid - That this dead wall should be Betwixt the Maker and the made, Between Thyself ...
When you shall see me lined by tool of Time, My lauded beauties carried off from me, My eyes no ...
The Fire at Tranter Sweatley's THEY had long met o' Zundays--her true love and she-- And at junketings, maypoles, and ...
CHANGE and chancefulness in my flowering youthtime, Set me sun by sun near to one unchosen; Wrought us fellowly, and ...
"The quay recedes. Hurrah! Ahead we go! . . . It's true I've been accustomed now to home, And joints ...
SHOW thee as I thought thee When I early sought thee, Omen-scouting, All undoubting Love alone had wrought thee-- Wrought ...
I "O Time, whence comes the Mother's moody look amid her labours, As of one who all unwittingly has wounded ...
By Mellstock Lodge and Avenue Towards her door I went, And sunset on her window-panes Reflected our intent. The creeper ...
"OLD Norbert with the flat blue cap-- A German said to be-- Why let your pipe die on your lap, ...
I When of tender mind and body I was moved by minstrelsy, And that strain "The Bridge of Lodi" Brought ...
I He bends his travel-tarnished feet To where she wastes in clay: From day-dawn until eve he fares Along the ...
I "O Lord, why grievest Thou? - Since Life has ceased to be Upon this globe, now cold As lunar ...
The day is turning ghost, And scuttles from the kalendar in fits and furtively, To join the anonymous host Of ...
I "Percussus sum sicut foenum, et aruit cor meum." - Ps. ci Wintertime nighs; But my bereavement-pain It cannot bring ...
Had I but lived a hundred years ago I might have gone, as I have gone this year, By Warmwell ...
Queer are the ways of a man I know: He comes and stands In a careworn craze, And looks at ...
I Never a careworn wife but shows, If a joy suffuse her, Something beautiful to those Patient to peruse her, ...
THE years have gathered grayly Since I danced upon this leaze With one who kindled gayly Love's fitful ecstasies! But ...
Who, then, was Cestius, And what is he to me? - Amid thick thoughts and memories multitudinous One thought alone ...
They had long met o' Zundays--her true love and she-- And at junketings, maypoles, and flings; But she bode wi' ...
I At last! In sight of home again, Of home again; No more to range and roam again As at ...
O life with the sad seared face, I weary of seeing thee, And thy draggled cloak, and thy hobbling pace, ...
Why should this flower delay so long To show its tremulous plumes? Now is the time of plaintive robin-song, When ...
Child, were I king, I'd yield my royal rule, My chariot, sceptre, vassal-service due, My crown, my porphyry-basined waters cool, ...
I I would that folk forgot me quite, Forgot me quite! I would that I could shrink from sight, And ...
"ALIVE?"--And I leapt in my wonder, Was faint of my joyance, And grasses and grove shone in garments Of glory ...
Where once we danced, where once we sang, Gentlemen, The floors are sunken, cobwebs hang, And cracks creep; worms have ...
It faces west, and round the back and sides High beeches, bending, hang a veil of boughs, And sweep against ...
There was a time in former years-- While my roof-tree was his-- When I should have been distressed by fears ...
To Jenny came a gentle youth From inland leazes lone; His love was fresh as apple-blooth By Parrett, Yeo, or ...
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