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

Poems of Thomas Hardy

301. Thought Of Ph---a At News Of Her Death 12/31/2002
302. Thoughts of Phena 1/3/2003
303. To A Lady 12/31/2002
304. To An Orphan Child 4/10/2010
305. To An Orphan Child 12/31/2002
306. To an Unborn Pauper Child 1/3/2003
307. To Flowers From Italy in Winter 1/4/2003
308. To Life 1/4/2003
309. To Lizbie Browne 1/4/2003
310. To Meet, Or Otherwise 4/10/2010
311. To Outer Nature 12/31/2002
312. Tolerance 4/10/2010
313. Transformations 1/1/2004
314. Under the Waterfall 1/3/2003
315. Unknowing 12/31/2002
316. V.R. 1819-1901 (A Reverie.) 1/1/2004
317. V.R. 1819-1901, A Reverie 1/4/2003
318. Valenciennes 12/31/2002
319. We Are Getting to the End 4/10/2010
320. Weathers 1/3/2003

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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