Her Death And After (Thomas Hardy Poem)
'TWAS a death-bed summons, and forth I went By the way of the Western Wall, so drear On that winter ...
'TWAS a death-bed summons, and forth I went By the way of the Western Wall, so drear On that winter ...
Somewhere afield here something lies In Earth's oblivious eyeless trust That moved a poet to prophecies - A pinch of ...
WHEN you shall see me lined by tool of Time, My lauded beauties carried off from me, My eyes no ...
Pet was never mourned as you, Purrer of the spotless hue, Plumy tail, and wistful gaze While you humoured our ...
As I drive to the junction of lane and highway, And the drizzle bedrenches the waggonette, I look behind at ...
Here we broached the Christmas barrel, Pushed up the charred log-ends; Here we sang the Christmas carol, And called in ...
They hail me as one living, But don't they know That I have died of late years, Untombed although? I ...
I look into my glass, And view my wasting skin, And say, "Would God it came to pass My heart ...
I I saw a slowly-stepping train -- Lined on the brows, scoop-eyed and bent and hoar -- Following in files ...
'Whenever I plunge my arm, like this, In a basin of water, I never miss The sweet sharp sense of ...
In a solitude of the sea Deep from human vanity, And the Pride of Life that planned her, stilly couches ...
I A shaded lamp and a waving blind, And the beat of a clock from a distant floor: On this ...
You did not come, And marching Time drew on, and wore me numb. Yet less for loss of your dear ...
(Lines on the loss of the "Titanic") I In a solitude of the sea Deep from human vanity, And the ...
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