The Casterbridge Captains (Thomas Hardy Poem)
THREE captains went to Indian wars, And only one returned: Their mate of yore, he singly wore The laurels all ...
THREE captains went to Indian wars, And only one returned: Their mate of yore, he singly wore The laurels all ...
Con the dead page as 'twere live love: press on! Cold wisdom's words will ease thy track for thee; Aye, ...
The sun said, watching my watering-pot "Some morn you'll pass away; These flowers and plants I parch up hot - ...
"No--not where I shall make my own; But dig his grave just by The woman's with the initialed stone - ...
UPON a poet's page I wrote Of old two letters of her name; Part seemed she of the effulgent thought ...
I In Casterbridge there stood a noble pile, Wrought with pilaster, bay, and balustrade In tactful times when shrewd Eliza ...
Who, then, was Cestius, And what is he to me? - Amid thick thoughts and memories multitudinous One thought alone ...
THOUGH I waste watches framing words to fetter Some spirit to mine own in clasp and kiss, Out of the ...
He was leaning by a face, He was looking into eyes, And he knew a trysting-place, And he heard seductive ...
I walked in loamy Wessex lanes, afar From rail-track and from highway, and I heard In field and farmstead many ...
"ALIVE?"--And I leapt in my wonder, Was faint of my joyance, And grasses and grove shone in garments Of glory ...
You did not come, And marching Time drew on, and wore me numb. Yet less for loss of your dear ...
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