Thomas Hardy

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

I Need Not Go

Poem by Thomas Hardy

I need not go
Through sleet and snow
To where I know
She waits for me;
She will wait me there
Till I find it fair,
And have time to spare
From company.

When I've overgot
The world somewhat,
When things cost not
Such stress and strain,
Is soon enough
By cypress sough
To tell my Love
I am come again.

And if some day,
When none cries nay,
I still delay
To seek her side,
(Though ample measure
Of fitting leisure
Await my pleasure)
She will not chide.

What--not upbraid me
That I delayed me,
Nor ask what stayed me
So long? Ah, no! -
New cares may claim me,
New loves inflame me,
She will not blame me,
But suffer it so.


Comments about I Need Not Go by Thomas Hardy

  • Mahtab BangaleeMahtab Bangalee (10/1/2019 5:49:00 AM)

    And if some day,
    When none cries nay,
    I still delay
    To seek her side,
    (Though ample measure
    Of fitting leisure
    Await my pleasure)
    She will not chide............./// superb and great expression(Report)Reply

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  • Chinedu DikeChinedu Dike (9/13/2019 5:56:00 AM)

    Well expressed thoughts and feelings. An insightful work of art.......................................................(Report)Reply

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  • Bri EdwardsBri Edwards (3/16/2019 6:28:00 PM)

    Man, you've got HER " under your thumb" ! ! ! !

    this shall join other P H poems in my April 2019 showcase. thanks, dead guy.

    bri

    ;)(Report)Reply

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  • Dr Tony BrahminDr Tony Brahmin (11/2/2018 6:40:00 AM)

    New cares may claim me,
    New loves inflame me,
    She will not blame me,
    But suffer it so. the great Hardy...... great poem. tony(Report)Reply

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  • jimmy bob (3/1/2018 10:28:00 AM)

    this is a poem(Report)Reply

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  • Yaashika (2/8/2018 9:03:00 AM)

    I want answers of this chapter(Report)Reply

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  • Gangadharan Nair Pulingat (2/22/2015 10:40:00 PM)

    Thomas Hardy's great work and it is so fine.(Report)Reply

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  • Francie LynchFrancie Lynch (2/23/2014 10:33:00 PM)

    The passage of years is evident, and the lover will one day lie side of his sured love. She is not with his company, he has not denied himself a life without her, and he is not ashamed of this. But, the one he loved will always be waiting. He needed go, time will eventually lead him there. Such subtle praise of our living world and one's regret to leave our sensual pleasures. Hardy. Gotta love the Jude in him.(Report)Reply

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  • Howard The Motivational Poet SimonHoward The Motivational Poet Simon (2/23/2014 7:31:00 PM)

    Loved one lost but love looms large and lives!(Report)Reply

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  • Stephen W (2/23/2014 6:16:00 PM)

    A clue! 'By cypress sough'. Cypresses are popular cemetery trees, by tradition. Almost certainly he is visiting a grave. She will not chide, but he wishes she still could.(Report)Reply

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  • Stephen W (2/23/2014 6:12:00 PM)

    I agree that this is an ironic poem. It's possible the 'lover' is either not human, as some have suggested, or dead. He might be visiting a grave.(Report)Reply

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  • Liliana ~el (2/23/2014 4:39:00 PM)

    Such certainty in the devotion and depth of love
    Assured, confident, leisurely(Report)Reply

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  • Thomas Vaughan JonesThomas Vaughan Jones (2/23/2014 1:45:00 PM)

    Not to my personal taste. I'm afraid that this is what gets rhymers a bad name. The end rhymes are forced, the scansion non existent. He has written world famous novels and produced some fine poetry. There are better examples of his work elsewhere in PH.(Report)Reply

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  • Vishal SharmaVishal Sharma (2/23/2014 7:03:00 AM)

    love this poem, though to my eye, the
    language drips with ironic intent. No
    long left love will simply excuse the
    litany of lies the central character
    rehearses to himself(Report)Reply

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  • Ramesh RaiRamesh Rai (2/23/2014 4:20:00 AM)

    Loved reading the poem. Very soothing and enchanting.(Report)Reply

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  • Krishnakumar Chandrasekar NairKrishnakumar Chandrasekar Nair (2/23/2014 1:16:00 AM)

    Sleet and snow
    For the love we know
    Till love endures
    Even the after glow............

    I welcome all ye poets reading this to my page too.......(Report)Reply

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  • Manonton Dalan (2/23/2012 1:14:00 PM)

    could be possible he was talking about
    his poetry? he was too busy writing stories.(Report)Reply

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  • Carlos Echeverria (2/23/2012 10:41:00 AM)

    A sweet, innocent touch to a carnal subject matter.(Report)Reply

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  • iain Saunders (2/23/2012 3:05:00 AM)

    I love this poem, though to my eye, the language drips with ironic intent. No long left love will simply excuse the litany of lies the central character rehearses to himself. Of course she will 'upbraid' and 'blame' him, but he is so caught up in his 'company', his 'world' his 'stress and strain' that he pushes the romantic ideal his love seeks further aside - never abandoning it, for that would engender too much guilt, but simply procrastinating the idyllic moment 'by Cypress sough' (i.e. a scene underneath the gentle whistle of wind through the branches of a Cypress tree) that seem less and less real. The character's love is doomed, but he does not know it yet and the pathos in the last line 'but suffer it so' seems to reflect his future doom brought on by this way of thinking.(Report)Reply

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  • Ossai Micheal (2/23/2011 10:54:00 PM)

    Too lovely. The poem is all abount a man that trust is lover to the call. Not minding the distance he still believe is love will wait. Unlike the love we have these days we hardly trust each other. But in these poem the love was exagerated.(Report)Reply

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, January 4, 2003

Poem Edited: Tuesday, March 1, 2011