Thomas Hardy

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

Thomas Hardy Poems

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

Comments about Thomas Hardy

  • John shank (5/28/2018 10:41:00 PM)

    Watching Ken Burns: the Civil War, on Netflix, a Thomas Hardy poem about 2 enemy soldiers who under different circumstances could have shared a drink, was referenced. I would like to know the name of the poem.

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  • Nonono (11/29/2017 5:04:00 AM)

    Could you possibly do anything worse to brilliant poetry than have it read by this hideous transatlantic robotic voice? No wonder people don't think they like poetry. Pay an actor to do it properly or don't have a sound clip at all.

  • Ed Baidya Baidya (12/18/2015 3:35:00 AM)

    'Ah, I was wondering what would break first: your spirit, or your body! '-Thomas Hardy.Bane

  • Ed Baidya Baidya (12/18/2015 3:32:00 AM)

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  • Corazone Aquino Corazone Aquino (7/22/2015 11:31:00 AM)

    I like. I am going to use it to teach styles in Form three class. beautiful. I wish I could get an analysis from you before I try doing it my way.

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  • Arthur Tugman (11/5/2011 4:51:00 PM)

    To every failure there’s Hell
    and all success is heavenly.
    - Arthur Tugman

  • Arthur Tugman (11/5/2011 4:46:00 PM)

    Come hither or go yon
    in your quest for success
    or else be content
    to dither in failure.
    - Arthur Tugman

    Come hither or go yon
    in your quest for success
    or else be content
    to dither in failure.
    - Arthur Tugman

  • Maricel Padilla (6/13/2006 9:13:00 PM)

    Hi Thomas...........Hello...... How are you? this is Maricel from Philippines and i would like to tell you that you are very good and great so much in your poet......i like it very much........i hope you can tell me what is your secret there how to write a poet like that you wrote....ok...heheh joke only....cus you know i dont have yet one poet that i write here, its great for you........well anyway thomas thanks again for your very nice poet........ok takecare there always and have a nice to day to you there and to all...............see you! ! !
    always,
    Maricel

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, ...

Read the full of "I Said To Love"

She, To Him, Iv

This love puts all humanity from me;
I can but maledict her, pray her dead,
For giving love and getting love of thee—
Feeding a heart that else mine own had fed!

How much I love I know not, life not known,
Save as some unit I would add love by;
But this I know, my being is but thine own—
Fused from its separateness by ecstasy.

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