Between us now (Thomas Hardy Poems)
Between us now and here - Two thrown togetherWho are not wont to wear Life's flushest feather -Who see the scenes slide ...
Between us now and here - Two thrown togetherWho are not wont to wear Life's flushest feather -Who see the scenes slide ...
I sat in the Muses' Hall at the mid of the day, And it seemed to grow still, and the ...
I "Soul! Shall I see thy face," she said, "In one brief hour? And away with thee from a loveless ...
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 ...
I The thick lids of Night closed upon me Alone at the Bill Of the Isle by the Race {1} ...
I In Casterbridge there stood a noble pile, Wrought with pilaster, bay, and balustrade In tactful times when shrewd Eliza ...
When the wasting embers redden the chimney-breast, And Life's bare pathway looms like a desert track to me, And from ...
THE sun had wheeled from Grey's to Dammer's Crest, And still I mused on that Thing imminent: At length I ...
Between us now and here - Two thrown together Who are not wont to wear Life's flushest feather - Who ...
Forty years back, when much had place That since has perished out of mind, I heard that voice and saw ...
O life with the sad seared face, I weary of seeing thee, And thy draggled cloak, and thy hobbling pace, ...
He was leaning by a face, He was looking into eyes, And he knew a trysting-place, And he heard seductive ...
"ALIVE?"--And I leapt in my wonder, Was faint of my joyance, And grasses and grove shone in garments Of glory ...
It faces west, and round the back and sides High beeches, bending, hang a veil of boughs, And sweep against ...
In the third-class seat sat the journeying boy, And the roof-lamp's oily flame Played down on his listless form and ...
Between us now and here-- Two thrown together Who are not wont to wear Life's flushest feather-- Who see the ...
I found me in a great surging space, At either end a door, And I said: "What is this giddying ...
They sing their dearest songs -- He, she, all of them -- yea, Treble and tenor and bass, And one ...
WE stood by a pond that winter day, And the sun was white, as though chidden of God, And a ...
I am the family face; Flesh perishes, I live on, Projecting trait and trace Through time to times anon, And ...
Had he and I but met By some old ancient inn, We should have set us down to wet Right ...
"O 'Melia, my dear, this does everything crown! Who could have supposed I should meet you in Town? And whence ...
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