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1. internetpoem.com › thomas-hardy › the-lament-of-the-lookingThe Lament Of The Looking-glass Poem by Thomas Hardy -...

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   Vor 4 Tagen · The Lament Of The Looking-glass. Words from the mirror softly pass. To the curtains with a sigh: "Why should I trouble again to glass. These smileless things hard by, Since she I pleasured once, alas, Is now no longer nigh!" "I've imaged shadows of coursing cloud, And of the plying limb.

2. internetpoem.com › thomas-hardy › the-beauty-poemThe Beauty Poem by Thomas Hardy - InternetPoem.com

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   Vor 2 Tagen · I hate my beauty in the glass: My beauty is not I: I wear it: none cares whether, alas, Its wearer live or die! The inner I O care for, then, Yea, me and what I am, And shall be at the gray hour when. My cheek begins to clam. Thomas Hardy.

3. internetpoem.com › thomas-hardy › the-fiddler-poemThe Fiddler Poem by Thomas Hardy - InternetPoem.com

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   Vor 4 Tagen · The fiddler knows what's brewing. To the lilt of his lyric wiles: The fiddler knows what rueing. Will come of this night 's smiles! He sees couples join them for dancing, And afterwards joining for life, He sees them pay high for their prancing. By a welter of wedded strife. He twangs: " Music hails from the devil,

4. internetpoem.com › thomas-hardy › the-strange-house-poemThe Strange House Poem by Thomas Hardy - InternetPoem.com

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   Vor 4 Tagen · Any one lingering there. A bough outside is waving, And that's its shade by the moon ." " Well, all is strange! I am craving. Strength to leave soon." " Ah, maybe you've some vision. Of showings beyond our sphere; Some sight, sense, intuition.

5. internetpoem.com › thomas-hardy › the-spell-of-the-rose-poemThe Spell Of The Rose Poem by Thomas Hardy - InternetPoem.com

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   Vor 4 Tagen · Gave me his heart anew! Perhaps now blooms that queen of trees. I set but saw not grow, And he, beside its glow -. Eyes couched of the mis- vision that blurred me -. Ay, there beside that queen of trees. He sees me as I was, though sees. Too late to tell me so! Thomas Hardy.

6. internetpoem.com › thomas-hardy › just-the-same-poemJust The Same Poem by Thomas Hardy - InternetPoem.com

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   Vor 4 Tagen · Just The Same. I sat. It all was past; The world was a darkened den. Had suffered blot and died! The world was just the same. I sat. It all was past; Hope never would hail again; Fair days had ceased at a blast, The world was a darkened den. The beauty and dream were gone, And.

7. internetpoem.com › thomas-hardy › the-division-poemThe Division Poem by Thomas Hardy - InternetPoem.com

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   Vor 5 Tagen · The Division. Rain on the windows, creaking doors, With blasts that besom the green, And I am here, and you are there, And a hundred miles between! O were it but the weather, Dear, O were it but the miles. That summed up all our severance, There might be room for smiles.