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, ...
I MARK the months in liveries dank and dry, The day-tides many-shaped and hued; I see the nightfall shades subtrude, ...
I LONGED to love a full-boughed beech And be as high as he: I stretched an arm within his reach, ...
I rose at night and visited The Cave of the Unborn, And crowding shapes surrounded me For tidings of the ...
I O it was sad enough, weak enough, mad enough - Light in their loving as soldiers can be - ...
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