Thomas Hardy

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

Thomas Hardy Poems

281. The Temporary The All 4/10/2010
282. The Temporary The All 12/31/2002
283. The Tenant-For-Life 1/4/2003
284. The To-Be-Forgotten 1/3/2003
285. The Tree: An Old Man's Story 1/4/2003
286. The Two Men 12/31/2002
287. The Two Soldiers 4/10/2010
288. The Voice 4/10/2010
289. The Voice 1/3/2003
290. The Walk 4/10/2010
291. The Well-Beloved 1/4/2003
292. The West-Of-Wessex Girl 4/10/2010
293. The Widow 1/4/2003
294. The Wistful Lady 4/10/2010
295. The Woman In The Rye 4/10/2010
296. The Workbox 4/10/2010
297. The Year's Awakening 1/3/2003
298. Then And Now 1/3/2003
299. Thought Of Ph---A At News Of Her Death 12/31/2002
300. Thoughts Of Phena 1/3/2003
301. To A Lady 12/31/2002
302. To A Sea-Cliff 3/16/2015
303. To An Orphan Child 12/31/2002
304. To An Unborn Pauper Child 1/3/2003
305. To Flowers From Italy In Winter 1/4/2003
306. To Life 1/4/2003
307. To Lizbie Browne 1/4/2003
308. To Meet, Or Otherwise 4/10/2010
309. To Outer Nature 12/31/2002
310. Tolerance 4/10/2010
311. Transformations 1/1/2004
312. Under The Waterfall 1/3/2003
313. Unknowing 12/31/2002
314. V.R. 1819-1901 (A Reverie.) 1/1/2004
315. V.R. 1819-1901, A Reverie 1/4/2003
316. Valenciennes 12/31/2002
317. We Are Getting To The End 4/10/2010
318. Weathers 1/3/2003
319. Welcome Home 4/10/2010
320. When I Set Out For Lyonnesse 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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To A Sea-Cliff

(Durlston Head)


Lend me an ear
While I read you here
A page from your history,
Old cliff—not known
To your solid stone,
Yet yours inseparably.

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