I have lived with shades (Thomas Hardy Poems)
II have lived with shades so long,And talked to them so oft,Since forth from cot and croftI went mankind among, That ...
Thomas Hardy Poems on Man (55 Poems)
A King’s Soliloquy [On the Night of His Funeral] (Thomas Hardy Poems)
From the slow march and muffled drum,And crowds distrest,And book and bell, at length I have comeTo my full rest.A ...
I said to love (Thomas Hardy Poems)
I said to Love,'It is not now as in old daysWhen men adored thee and thy ways All else above;Named thee ...
The Lost Pyx: A Mediaeval Legend (Thomas Hardy Poem)
Some say the spot is banned; that the pillar Cross-and-Hand Attests to a deed of hell; But of else than ...
The Dame of Athelhall (Thomas Hardy Poem)
I "Soul! Shall I see thy face," she said, "In one brief hour? And away with thee from a loveless ...
Valenciennes (Thomas Hardy Poem)
By Corporal Tullidge. See "The Trumpet-Major" In Memory of S. C. (Pensioner). Died 184- WE trenched, we trumpeted and drummed, ...
San Sebastian (Thomas Hardy Poem)
And your sunny years with a gracious wife Have brought you a daughter dear. "I watched her to-day; a more ...
Leipzig (Thomas Hardy Poem)
"OLD Norbert with the flat blue cap-- A German said to be-- Why let your pipe die on your lap, ...
At An Inn (Thomas Hardy Poem)
WHEN we as strangers sought Their catering care, Veiled smiles bespoke their thought Of what we were. They warmed as ...
The Supplanter: A Tale (Thomas Hardy Poem)
I He bends his travel-tarnished feet To where she wastes in clay: From day-dawn until eve he fares Along the ...
Her Late Husband (King’s-Hintock, 182-.) (Thomas Hardy Poems)
"No--not where I shall make my own; But dig his grave just by The woman's with the initialed stone - ...
By the Earth’s Corpse (Thomas Hardy Poems)
I "O Lord, why grievest Thou? - Since Life has ceased to be Upon this globe, now cold As lunar ...
On a Fine Morning (Thomas Hardy Poem)
Whence comes Solace?--Not from seeing What is doing, suffering, being, Not from noting Life's conditions, Nor from heeding Time's monitions; ...
“I Have Lived With Shades” (Thomas Hardy Poem)
I I have lived with shades so long, And talked to them so oft, Since forth from cot and croft ...
The Peasant’s Confession (Thomas Hardy Poems)
Good Father!. 'Twas an eve in middle June, And war was waged anew By great Napoleon, who for years had ...
Heiress And Architect (Thomas Hardy Poem)
For A. W. B. SHE sought the Studios, beckoning to her side An arch-designer, for she planned to build. He ...
A Sign-Seeker (Thomas Hardy Poem)
I MARK the months in liveries dank and dry, The day-tides many-shaped and hued; I see the nightfall shades subtrude, ...
To Lizbie Browne (Thomas Hardy Poem)
I Dear Lizbie Browne, Where are you now? In sun, in rain? - Or is your brow Past joy, past ...
The Two Men (Thomas Hardy Poem)
THERE were two youths of equal age, Wit, station, strength, and parentage; They studied at the self-same schools, And shaped ...
The Souls of the Slain (Thomas Hardy Poem)
I The thick lids of Night closed upon me Alone at the Bill Of the Isle by the Race {1} ...
At Lulworth Cove A Century Back (Thomas Hardy Poem)
Had I but lived a hundred years ago I might have gone, as I have gone this year, By Warmwell ...
Catullus: XXXI (Thomas Hardy Poem)
(After passing Sirmione, April 1887.) Sirmio, thou dearest dear of strands That Neptune strokes in lake and sea, With what ...
A Man (In Memory of H. of M.) (Thomas Hardy Poem)
I In Casterbridge there stood a noble pile, Wrought with pilaster, bay, and balustrade In tactful times when shrewd Eliza ...
The Phantom Horsewoman. (Thomas Hardy Poem)
Queer are the ways of a man I know: He comes and stands In a careworn craze, And looks at ...
In A Eweleaze Near Weatherbury (Thomas Hardy Poem)
THE years have gathered grayly Since I danced upon this leaze With one who kindled gayly Love's fitful ecstasies! But ...
The Contretemps (Thomas Hardy Poem)
A forward rush by the lamp in the gloom, And we clasped, and almost kissed; But she was not the ...
Rome at the Pyramid of Cestius Near the Graves of Shelley and Keats (Thomas Hardy Poem)
Who, then, was Cestius, And what is he to me? - Amid thick thoughts and memories multitudinous One thought alone ...
To Flowers From Italy in Winter (Thomas Hardy Poem)
Sunned in the South, and here to-day; --If all organic things Be sentient, Flowers, as some men say, What are ...
“I Said to Love” (Thomas Hardy Poem)
I said to Love, "It is not now as in old days When men adored thee and thy ways All ...
The Coquette, and After (Triolets) (Thomas Hardy Poem)
I For long the cruel wish I knew That your free heart should ache for me While mine should bear ...