Thomas Hardy

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

Thomas Hardy Poems

1. Before Marching and After 8/31/2015
2. The Pity Of It 4/10/2010
3. New Year's Eve 12/10/2015
4. The Choirmaster's Burial 5/3/2016
5. The Roman Gravemounds 4/10/2010
6. The Telegram 4/10/2010
7. The Respectable Burgher On "The Higher Criticism" 1/4/2003
8. Rain on a Grave 7/14/2015
9. The Wistful Lady 4/10/2010
10. The Satin Shoes 4/10/2010
11. The Problem 1/4/2003
12. The Sacrilege: (A Ballad-Tragedy) 4/10/2010
13. To Meet, Or Otherwise 4/10/2010
14. The West-Of-Wessex Girl 4/10/2010
15. The Woman In The Rye 4/10/2010
16. We Are Getting To The End 4/10/2010
17. To A Sea-Cliff 3/16/2015
18. V.R. 1819-1901, A Reverie 1/4/2003
19. Tolerance 4/10/2010
20. The Re-Enactment 4/10/2010
21. Welcome Home 4/10/2010
22. The Slow Nature 12/31/2002
23. The Two Soldiers 4/10/2010
24. The Sleep-Worker 1/4/2003
25. Valenciennes 12/31/2002
26. The Supplanter: A Tale 1/4/2003
27. V.R. 1819-1901 (A Reverie.) 1/1/2004
28. The Widow 1/4/2003
29. The Fallow Deer At The Lonely House 2/7/2015
30. The Recalcitrants 4/10/2010
31. The Spell Of The Rose 4/10/2010
32. Thought Of Ph---A At News Of Her Death 12/31/2002
33. The Tree: An Old Man's Story 1/4/2003
34. The Puzzled Game-Birds (Triolet) 1/4/2003
35. The Sun On The Bookcase 4/10/2010
36. The Walk 4/10/2010
37. To Outer Nature 12/31/2002
38. The Temporary The All 12/31/2002
39. The Rambler 1/3/2003
40. The Sun On The Bookcase 1/3/2003
Best Poem of Thomas Hardy

"I Said To Love"

I said to Love,
"It is not now as in old days
When men adored thee and thy ways
   All else above;
Named thee the Boy, the Bright, the One
Who spread a heaven beneath the sun,"
   I said to Love.

   I said to him,
"We now know more of thee than then;
We were but weak in judgment when,
   With hearts abrim,
We clamoured thee that thou would'st please
Inflict on us thine agonies,"
   I said to him.

   I said to Love,
"Thou art not young, ...

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Tess's Lament

I

I would that folk forgot me quite,
   Forgot me quite!
I would that I could shrink from sight,
   And no more see the sun.
Would it were time to say farewell,
To claim my nook, to need my knell,
Time for them all to stand and tell

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