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And There Was a Great Calm. By Thomas Hardy. (On the Signing of the Armistice, 11 Nov. 1918) I. There had been years of Passion—scorching, cold, And much Despair, and Anger heaving high, Care whitely watching, Sorrows manifold, Among the young, among the weak and old, And the pensive Spirit of Pity whispered, “Why?”.
The Darkling Thrush. By Thomas Hardy. I leant upon a coppice gate. When Frost was spectre-grey, And Winter's dregs made desolate. The weakening eye of day. The tangled bine-stems scored the sky. Like strings of broken lyres, And all mankind that haunted nigh.
To Life. ‘To Life’ by Thomas Hardy is a deeply poignant poem that personifies life as a dreary individual whom the speaker accosts out of sadness. This poem by Thomas Hardy depicts an existential frustration familiar to anyone who's suffered a series of incessant sorrows.
The Convergence of the Twain. By Thomas Hardy. (Lines on the loss of the "Titanic") I. In a solitude of the sea. Deep from human vanity, And the Pride of Life that planned her, stilly couches she. II. Steel chambers, late the pyres.
Hap. By Thomas Hardy. If but some vengeful god would call to me. From up the sky, and laugh: “Thou suffering thing, Know that thy sorrow is my ecstasy, That thy love's loss is my hate's profiting!”. Then would I bear it, clench myself, and die, Steeled by the sense of ire unmerited; Half-eased in that a Powerfuller than I.
Poems by Thomas Hardy. The Darkling Thrush. Read by Lawrence Sail. … Read the poem text. The Voice. Read by Anthony Thwaite. … Read the poem text.
Apr 7, 2011 · The complete poems of Thomas Hardy. by. Hardy, Thomas, 1840-1928; Gibson, James, 1919-. Publication date. 1978. Publisher. New York : Macmillan. Collection. inlibrary; printdisabled; internetarchivebooks; americana.
