Thomas Hardy

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

Thomas Hardy Poems

41. To Outer Nature 12/31/2002
42. The Temporary The All 12/31/2002
43. The Sun On The Bookcase 1/3/2003
44. The Sweet Hussy 4/10/2010
45. The Sergeant's Song 12/31/2002
46. The Souls Of The Slain. 1/1/2004
47. The Superseded 1/4/2003
48. The Tenant-For-Life 1/4/2003
49. To Flowers From Italy In Winter 1/4/2003
50. The Seasons Of Her Year 1/4/2003
51. The Shadow On The Stone 4/10/2010
52. The Sick God 1/4/2003
53. The Peasent's Confession 12/31/2002
54. The Roman Road 1/3/2003
55. The Well-Beloved 1/4/2003
56. The Subalterns 1/3/2003
57. Near Lanivet 1872 4/10/2010
58. Transformations 1/1/2004
59. She, To Him, Ii 4/10/2010
60. The Workbox 4/10/2010
61. The Cheval-Glass 4/10/2010
62. The Bridge Of Lodi (Spring, 1887) 1/4/2003
63. The Jubilee Of A Magazine:(To The Editor) 4/10/2010
64. Thoughts Of Phena 1/3/2003
65. The To-Be-Forgotten 1/3/2003
66. Lament 4/10/2010
67. In Front Of The Landscape 4/10/2010
68. Aquae Sulis 4/10/2010
69. Barthelemon At Vauxhall 4/10/2010
70. In The Servants' Quarters 4/10/2010
71. Jezreel 4/10/2010
72. How She Went To Ireland 4/10/2010
73. In The Days Of Crinoline 4/10/2010
74. The Two Men 12/31/2002
75. The Master And The Leaves 4/10/2010
76. Song Of The Soldiers 4/10/2010
77. I Was Not He 4/10/2010
78. She, To Him, I 1/3/2003
79. The Maid Of Keinton Mandeville (A Tribute To Sir H. Bishop) 4/10/2010
80. The Self-Unseeing 1/3/2003
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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Song Of Hope

O sweet To-morrow! -
   After to-day
   There will away
This sense of sorrow.
Then let us borrow
Hope, for a gleaming
Soon will be streaming,
   Dimmed by no gray -
   No gray!

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