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Collected poems of Thomas Hardy | ||
BEFORE KNOWLEDGE
When I walked roseless tracks and wide,
Ere dawned your date for meeting me,
O why did you not cry Halloo
Across the stretch between, and say:
Ere dawned your date for meeting me,
O why did you not cry Halloo
Across the stretch between, and say:
“We move, while years as yet divide,
On closing lines which—though it be
You know me not nor I know you—
Will intersect and join some day!”
On closing lines which—though it be
You know me not nor I know you—
Will intersect and join some day!”
Then well I had borne
Each scraping thorn;
But the winters froze,
And grew no rose;
No bridge bestrode
The gap at all;
No shape you showed,
And I heard no call!
Each scraping thorn;
But the winters froze,
And grew no rose;
No bridge bestrode
The gap at all;
No shape you showed,
And I heard no call!
Collected poems of Thomas Hardy | ||