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Men Who March Away by Thomas Hardy

What of the faith and fire within us Men who march away Ere the barn-cocks say Night is growing grey, Leaving all that here can win us; What of the faith and fire within us Men who march away? Is … Continue reading

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Afterwards by Thomas Hardy

When the Present has latched its postern behind my tremulous stay, And the May month flaps its glad green leaves like wings, Delicate-filmed as new-spun silk, will the neighbours say, “He was a man who used to notice such things”? … Continue reading

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The Oxen by Thomas Hardy

Christmas Eve, and twelve of the clock. “Now they are all on their knees,” An elder said as we sat in a flock By the embers in hearthside ease. We pictured the meek mild creatures where They dwelt in their … Continue reading

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Neutral Tones by Thomas Hardy

We stood by a pond that winter day, And the sun was white, as though chidden of God, And a few leaves lay on the starving sod; – They had fallen from an ash, and were gray. Your eyes on … Continue reading

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Heredity by Thomas Hardy

I am the family face; Flesh perishes, I live on, Projecting trait and trace Through time to times anon, And leaping from place to place Over oblivion. The years-heired feature that can In curve and voice and eye Despise the … Continue reading

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A Broken Appointment by Thomas Hardy

You did not come, And marching Time drew on, and wore me numb. Yet less for loss of your dear presence there Than that I thus found lacking in your make That high compassion which can overbear Reluctance for pure … Continue reading

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