thomas hardy

The Slow Nature

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“Thy husband–poor, poor Heart!–is dead–
Dead, out by Moreford Rise;
A bull escaped the barton-shed,
Gored him, and there he lies!”

–“Ha, ha–go away! ‘Tis a tale, methink,
Thou joker Kit!” laughed she.
“I’ve known thee many a year, Kit Twink,
And ever hast thou fooled me!”

–“But, Mistress Damon–I can swear
Thy goodman John is dead!
And soon th’lt hear their feet who bear
His body to his bed.”

So unwontedly sad was the merry man’s face–
That face which had long deceived–
That she gazed and gazed; and then could trace
The truth there; and she believed.

She laid a hand on the dresser-ledge,
And scanned far Egdon-side;
And stood; and you heard the wind-swept sedge
And the rippling Froom; till she cried:

“O my chamber’s untidied, unmade my bed,
Though the day has begun to wear!
‘What a slovenly hussif!’ it will be said,
When they all go up my stair!”

She disappeared; and the joker stood
Depressed by his neighbor’s doom,
And amazed that a wife struck to widowhood
Thought first of her unkempt room.

But a fortnight thence she could take no food,
And she pined in a slow decay;
While Kit soon lost his mournful mood
And laughed in his ancient way.

 

– Thomas Hardy

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To Outer Nature

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Show thee as I thought thee
When I early sought thee,
Omen-scouting,
All undoubting
Love alone had wrought thee–

Wrought thee for my pleasure,
Planned thee as a measure
For expounding
And resounding
Glad things that men treasure.

O for but a moment
Of that old endowment–
Light to gaily
See thy daily
Irisèd embowment!

But such readorning
Time forbids with scorning–
Makes me see things
Cease to be things
They were in my morning.

Fad’st thou, glow-forsaken,
Darkness-overtaken!
Thy first sweetness,
Radiance, meetness,
None shall reawaken.

Why not sempiternal
Thou and I? Our vernal
Brightness keeping,
Time outleaping;
Passed the hodiernal!

 

– Thomas Hardy

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