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3 days ago · Come weal, come wanzing, come what may, Dear, I will be your friend ." 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.
3 days ago · He Never Expected Much. Well, World, you have kept faith with me, Kept faith with me; Upon the whole you have proved to be Much as you said you were. Since as a child I used to lie Upon the leaze and watch the sky, Never, I own, expected I That life would all be fair. 'Twas then you said, and since have said, Times since have said, In that ...
3 days ago · The Chosen. " [Greek text which cannot be reproduced]" "A woman for whom great gods might strive!" I said, and kissed her there: And then I thought of the other five, And of how charms outwear. I thought of the first with her eating eyes, And I thought of the second with hers, green -gray, And I thought of the third, experienced, wise,
4 days ago · Thomas Hardy Obituary With solemn reverence, we commemorate Thomas Hardy (Snow Hill, North Carolina), whose life came to an end on July 10, 2024 at the age of 89, leaving behind cherished memories. You can send your sympathy in the guestbook provided and share it with the family.
5 days ago · Epitaph. I never cared for Life: Life cared for me, And hence I owed it some fidelity. It now says, "Cease; at length thou hast learnt to grind. Sufficient toll for an unwilling mind, And I dismiss thee not without regard. That thou didst ask no ill-advised reward,
4 days ago · The Country Wedding. - How it comes back! to their wedding that day. Our getting there brought our neighbours and all, O! Till, two and two, the couples stood ready. And her father said: "Souls, for God 's sake, be steady!" The groomsman he stared, and said, "You must follow!" And fiddle in front we did all the way.
3 days ago · At night when reddest flowers are black. Those who once sat thereon come back; Quite a row of them sitting there, Quite a row of them sitting there. With them the seat does not break down, Nor winter freeze them, nor floods drown, For they are as light as upper air, They are as light as upper air! Thomas Hardy.
