The Mother Mourns (Thomas Hardy Poem)
When mid-autumn's moan shook the night-time, And sedges were horny, And summer's green wonderwork faltered On leaze and in lane, ...
When mid-autumn's moan shook the night-time, And sedges were horny, And summer's green wonderwork faltered On leaze and in lane, ...
"OLD Norbert with the flat blue cap-- A German said to be-- Why let your pipe die on your lap, ...
Shall we conceal the Case, or tell it - We who believe the evidence? Here and there the watch-towers knell ...
I Dear Lizbie Browne, Where are you now? In sun, in rain? - Or is your brow Past joy, past ...
THERE were two youths of equal age, Wit, station, strength, and parentage; They studied at the self-same schools, And shaped ...
I "Percussus sum sicut foenum, et aruit cor meum." - Ps. ci Wintertime nighs; But my bereavement-pain It cannot bring ...
AS evening shaped I found me on a moor Which sight could scarce sustain: The black lean land, of featureless ...
Through vaults of pain, Enribbed and wrought with groins of ghastliness, I passed, and garish spectres moved my brain To ...
Under a daisied bank There stands a rich red ruminating cow, And hard against her flank A cotton-hooded milkmaid bends ...
Your troubles shrink not, though I feel them less Here, far away, than when I tarried near; I even smile ...
(A Reminiscence, 1893) She wore a 'terra-cotta' dress, And we stayed, because of the pelting storm, Within the hansom's dry ...
If but some vengeful god would call to me From up the sky, and laugh: "Thou suffering thing, Know that ...
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