Thomas Hardy

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

The Fallow Deer At The Lonely House - Poem by Thomas Hardy

One without looks in tonight
Through the curtain-chink
From the sheet of glistening white;
One without looks in tonight
As we sit and think
By the fender-brink.

We do not discern those eyes
Watching in the snow;
Lit by lamps of rosy dyes
We do not discern those eyes
Wandering, aglow
Four-footed, tiptoe.

Topic(s) of this poem: lonely


Comments about The Fallow Deer At The Lonely House by Thomas Hardy

  • GODDESS ALMIGHTY (7/12/2019 4:31:00 AM)

    you had the cheeks to have a hideous automatic fake voice read poetry. Please get lost (Report)Reply

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, February 7, 2015



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