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The Coquette, And After Post by :maxrijen Category :Poems Author :Thomas Hardy Date :December 2010 Read :2428

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The Coquette, And After



For long the cruel wish I knew
That your free heart should ache for me
While mine should bear no ache for you;
For, long--the cruel wish!--I knew
How men can feel, and craved to view
My triumph--fated not to be
For long! . . . The cruel wish I knew
That your free heart should ache for me!


At last one pays the penalty -
The woman--women always do.
My farce, I found, was tragedy
At last!--One pays the penalty
With interest when one, fancy-free,
Learns love, learns shame . . . Of sinners two
At last ONE pays the penalty -
The woman--women always do!

(The end)
Thomas Hardy's poem: Coquette, And After

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A Spot A Spot

A Spot
In years defaced and lost, Two sat here, transport-tossed, Lit by a living loveThe wilted world knew nothing of: Scared momently By gaingivings, Then hoping things That could not be. Of love and us no trace Abides upon the place; The sun and shadows wheel,Season and season sereward steal; Foul days and fair Here, too, prevail, And gust and gale As everywhere. But lonely shepherd souls Who bask amid these knolls May catch a faery soundOn sleepy noontides from the ground: "O not again Till Earth outwears Shall love like theirs Suffuse this glen!"(The end)Thomas Hardy's poem: Spot

'i Need Not Go' "i Need Not Go"

'i Need Not Go'
I need not goThrough sleet and snowTo where I knowShe waits for me;She will wait me thereTill I find it fair,And have time to spareFrom company.When I've overgotThe world somewhat,When things cost notSuch stress and strain,Is soon enoughBy cypress soughTo tell my LoveI am come again.And if some day,When none cries nay,I still delayTo seek her side,(Though ample measureOf fitting leisureAwait my pleasure)She will riot chide.What--not upbraid meThat I delayed me,Nor ask what stayed meSo long? Ah, no! -New cares may claim me,New loves inflame me,She will not blame me,But suffer it so.(The end)Thomas Hardy's poem: "I Need Not Go"