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The Sun On The Bookcase Post by :derekc Category :Poems Author :Thomas Hardy Date :December 2010 Read :3442

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The Sun On The Bookcase

(Student's Love-song)


Once more the cauldron of the sun
Smears the bookcase with winy red,
And here my page is, and there my bed,
And the apple-tree shadows travel along.
Soon their intangible track will be run,
And dusk grow strong
And they be fled.

Yes: now the boiling ball is gone,
And I have wasted another day . . .
But wasted--WASTED, do I say?
Is it a waste to have imaged one
Beyond the hills there, who, anon,
My great deeds done
Will be mine alway?

(The end)
Thomas Hardy's poem: Sun On The Bookcase

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'when I Set Out For Lyonnesse' "when I Set Out For Lyonnesse"

'when I Set Out For Lyonnesse'
When I set out for Lyonnesse, A hundred miles away, The rime was on the spray,And starlight lit my lonesomenessWhen I set out for Lyonnesse A hundred miles away.What would bechance at Lyonnesse While I should sojourn there No prophet durst declare,Nor did the wisest wizard guessWhat would bechance at Lyonnesse While I should sojourn there.When I came back from Lyonnesse With magic in my eyes, None managed to surmiseWhat meant my godlike gloriousness,When I came back from Lyonnesse With magic in my eyes.(The end)Thomas Hardy's poem: "When I Set Out For Lyonnesse"

The Difference The Difference

The Difference
ISinking down by the gate I discern the thin moon,And a blackbird tries over old airs in the pine,But the moon is a sorry one, sad the bird's tune,For this spot is unknown to that Heartmate of mine.IIDid my Heartmate but haunt here at times such as now,The song would be joyous and cheerful the moon;But she will see never this gate, path, or bough,Nor I find a joy in the scene or the tune.(The end)Thomas Hardy's poem: Difference