Thomas Hardy

(2 June 1840 – 11 January 1928 / Dorchester / England)

The Selfsame Song - Poem by Thomas Hardy

A bird sings the selfsame song,
With never a fault in its flow,
That we listened to here those long
Long years ago.

A pleasing marvel is how
A strain of such rapturous rote
Should have gone on thus till now
unchanged in a note!

--But its not the selfsame bird.--
No: perished to dust is he....
As also are those who heard
That song with me.

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Poem Submitted: Friday, January 3, 2003

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