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Thomas Hardy - Unknowing

WHEN, soul in soul reflected,

We breathed an æthered air,

  When we neglected

  All things elsewhere,

And left the friendly friendless

To keep our love aglow,

  We deemed it endless…

  —We did not know!


When, by mad passion goaded,

We planned to hie away,

  But, unforeboded,

  The storm-shafts gray

So heavily down-pattered

That none could forthward go,

  Our lives seemed shattered…

  —We did not know!


When I found you, helpless lying,

And you waived my deep misprise,

  And swore me, dying,

  In phantom-guise

To wing to me when grieving,

And touch away my woe,

  We kissed, believing…

  —We did not know!


But though, your powers outreckoning,

You hold you dead and dumb,

  Or scorn my beckoning,

  And will not come;

And I say, “’Twere mood ungainly

To store her memory so:”

  I say it vainly—

  I feel and know!

Thomas Hardy - 'According to the Mighty Working'



When moiling seems at cease 

       In the vague void of night-time, 

       And heaven's wide roomage stormless 

       Between the dusk and light-time, 

       And fear at last is formless, 

We call the allurement Peace. 




Peace, this hid riot, Change, 

       This revel of quick-cued mumming, 

       This never truly being, 

       This evermore becoming, 

       This spinner's wheel onfleeing 

Outside perception's range.


"The past was the past; whatever it had been, it was no more at hand. Whatever its consequences, time would close over them; they would all in a few years be as if they had never been, and she herself grassed down and forgotten. Meanwhile the trees were just as green as before; the birds sang and the sun shone as clearly now as ever. The familiar surroundings had not darkened because of her grief, nor sickened because of her pain."


Thomas Hardy - Tess of the d'Urbervilles