Thomas Hardy

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

To Flowers From Italy in Winter


Sunned in the South, and here to-day;
   --If all organic things
Be sentient, Flowers, as some men say,
   What are your ponderings?

How can you stay, nor vanish quite
   From this bleak spot of thorn,
And birch, and fir, and frozen white
   Expanse of the forlorn?

Frail luckless exiles hither brought!
   Your dust will not regain
Old sunny haunts of Classic thought
   When you shall waste and wane;

But mix with alien earth, be lit
   With frigid Boreal flame,
And not a sign remain in it
   To tell men whence you came.

Submitted: Saturday, January 04, 2003

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