Thomas Hardy
Dorchester / England
Friday, January 3, 2003

To An Unborn Pauper Child Comments

Rating: 3.9
Breathe not, hid Heart: cease silently,
And though thy birth-hour beckons thee,
Sleep the long sleep:
The Doomsters heap

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COMMENTS
Bob Taylor 29 December 2019
I searched in my copy of Hardy: poems selected by David Wright- Penguin Poetry library, but it wasn't to be found. Wonder why. Of course it's quoted in The Doomsters, which I finished reading this morning.
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Patrick 15 February 2018
It; s such a majestic poem, and, after reading it aloud myself- having done so many times in the past, I looked forward to hearing the resonant tones of some great or at least an impassioned orator declaim the famous lines. Until I pushed play and the alien, stuttering, inhuman utterance of a computer voice proceeded to spurt out the words. Thanks for having poems for free. Sorry you have no qualified human to read them.
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Cannon John 13 May 2017
This is a great poem. Note how it is used by Ross MacDonald in his The Doomsters. I encountered this poem in that novel and have revisited it with regularity.
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Daphne Grant 20 March 2006
A man may wait many generations to find success, the average child is born to spend it's days in poverty, yet life itself e en daylight simple joys must make life worth living. Thought on this peom. Daphne
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