written by Thomas HardyI 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, thou art not fair,
No faery darts, no cherub air,
Nor swan, nor dove
Are thine; but features pitiless,
And iron daggers of distress,"
I said to Love.
"Depart then, Love! . . .
- Man's race shall end, dost threaten thou?
The age to come the man of now
Know nothing of? -
We fear not such a threat from thee;
We are too old in apathy!
Mankind shall cease.--So let it be,"
I said to Love.
Thomas Hardy
written by Thomas Hardy, published on Sat 03.03.2007 at 14:36
There was a time in former years--
While my roof-tree was his--
When I should have been distressed by fears
written by Thomas Hardy, published on Tue 02.27.2007 at 09:33
Through vaults of pain,
Enribbed and wrought with groins of ghastliness,
I passed, and garish spectres moved my brain
written by Thomas Hardy, published on Mon 02.12.2007 at 20:19
She wore a 'terra-cotta' dress,
And we stayed, because of the pelting storm,
Within the hansom's dry recess,
written by Thomas Hardy, published on Thu 02.08.2007 at 05:20
Between us now and here -
Two thrown together
Who are not wont to wear
Life's flushest feather -
Who see the scenes slide past,
written by Thomas Hardy, published on Sat 01.27.2007 at 21:32
If hours be years the twain are blest,
For now they solace swift desire
By bonds of every bond the best,
written by Thomas Hardy, published on Fri 01.26.2007 at 16:03
In the vaulted way, where the passage turned
To the shadowy corner that none could see,