Thomas Hardy

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

Thomas Hardy Poems

121. The Garden Seat 4/10/2010
122. Places 4/10/2010
123. Her Song 4/10/2010
124. The Dame Of Athelhall 1/4/2003
125. Rome: On The Palatine. 1/1/2004
126. Self- Unconscious 4/10/2010
127. Rome: At The Pyramid Of Cestius. (Near The Graves Of Shelley & Keats) 1/1/2004
128. At A House In Hampstead Sometime The Dwelling Of John Keats 4/10/2010
129. The Difference 4/10/2010
130. Mismet 1/3/2003
131. After The Visit 4/10/2010
132. The Going Of The Battery [wive's Lament November 2nd 1899] 4/10/2010
133. The Moth-Signal (On Egdon Heath) 4/10/2010
134. At Day-Close In November 4/10/2010
135. The Curtains Now Are Drawn 4/10/2010
136. To An Orphan Child 12/31/2002
137. To An Unborn Pauper Child 1/3/2003
138. In The Old Theatre, Fiesole (April, 1887) 1/4/2003
139. Middle-Age Enthusiasms 12/31/2002
140. Unknowing 12/31/2002
141. She, To Him, Iii 1/3/2003
142. I Have Lived With Shades 1/3/2003
143. Long Plighted 1/4/2003
144. Rom: On The Palatine (April, 1887) 1/4/2003
145. The Colonel's Soliloquy (Southampton Docks: October, 1899) 1/4/2003
146. Seen By The Waits 4/10/2010
147. She, To Him, Ii 1/3/2003
148. Lines 12/31/2002
149. The Inconsistent 1/4/2003
150. At A Bridal 12/31/2002
151. Leipzig 12/31/2002
152. Cardinal Bembo's Epitaph On Raphael 1/4/2003
153. Before And After Summer 4/10/2010
154. The Bedridden Peasant To An Unknown God 1/4/2003
155. She, To Him, Iv 1/3/2003
156. Rome: The Vatican--Sala Delle Muse (1887) 1/4/2003
157. The Levelled Churchyard 1/4/2003
158. The Missed Train 4/10/2010
159. Her Late Husband (King's-Hintock, 182-.) 1/4/2003
160. Sapphic Fragment 1/4/2003
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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