Thomas Hardy

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

Thomas Hardy Poems

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

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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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