Thomas Hardy

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

Thomas Hardy Poems

1. The Roman Gravemounds 4/10/2010
2. The Respectable Burgher On "The Higher Criticism" 1/4/2003
3. At the Entering of the New Year 12/28/2016
4. To Meet, Or Otherwise 4/10/2010
5. New Year's Eve 12/10/2015
6. Rain on a Grave 7/14/2015
7. The Telegram 4/10/2010
8. The Choirmaster's Burial 5/3/2016
9. The Pity Of It 4/10/2010
10. Before Marching and After 8/31/2015
11. The Recalcitrants 4/10/2010
12. The Woman In The Rye 4/10/2010
13. The Sleep-Worker 1/4/2003
14. The Re-Enactment 4/10/2010
15. Valenciennes 12/31/2002
16. The Supplanter: A Tale 1/4/2003
17. The West-Of-Wessex Girl 4/10/2010
18. V.R. 1819-1901 (A Reverie.) 1/1/2004
19. The Fallow Deer At The Lonely House 2/7/2015
20. The Sacrilege: (A Ballad-Tragedy) 4/10/2010
21. The Two Soldiers 4/10/2010
22. Tolerance 4/10/2010
23. The Rambler 1/3/2003
24. The Walk 4/10/2010
25. The Sun On The Bookcase 4/10/2010
26. To A Sea-Cliff 3/16/2015
27. The Puzzled Game-Birds (Triolet) 1/4/2003
28. The Widow 1/4/2003
29. The Problem 1/4/2003
30. The Stranger's Song 12/31/2002
31. V.R. 1819-1901, A Reverie 1/4/2003
32. We Are Getting To The End 4/10/2010
33. The Sun On The Bookcase 1/3/2003
34. The Slow Nature 12/31/2002
35. The Satin Shoes 4/10/2010
36. The Spell Of The Rose 4/10/2010
37. Thought Of Ph---A At News Of Her Death 12/31/2002
38. The Wistful Lady 4/10/2010
39. Welcome Home 4/10/2010
40. The Temporary The All 12/31/2002
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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Tess's Lament

I

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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