Poems by Thomas Hardy
Night In The Old Home
... Take of Life what it grants, without question!' they answer me seemingly ...
A Man (In Memory of H. of M.)
... It smiled the long street down for near a mile II But evil days beset that domicile ...
The Puzzled Game-Birds
... They are not those who used to feed us, - ...
The Phantom Horsewoman.
... Does he carry this vision of heretofore:A ghost-girl-rider ...
At the War Office, London
... So charged it seemed with circumstance whence springs ...
Wives in the Sere
... I Never a careworn wife but shows, ...
Long Plighted
... For marriage-rites -- discussed, decried, delayed ...
Catullus: XXXI
... Is there a scene more sweet than when ...
Cardinal Bembo's Epitaph on Raphael
... Here's one in whom Nature feared--faint at such vying - ...
After Schiller
... That way lie pains! Calm must I view thee come, ...
The Souls of the Slain
... To list to our fame!" VII "I've flown there before you," he said then: ...
Her Initals
... Part seemed she of the effulgent thought ...
A Commonplace Day
... Further and further from the nooks the twilight's stride extends, ...
De Profundis
... et non erat qui cognosceret me When the clouds' swoln bosoms echo back the shouts of the many and ...
The Superseded
... Staunch, strenuous souls who scarce believe ...
