 | Collected poems of Thomas Hardy |  |
HER INITIALS
Upon a poet's page I wroteOf old two letters of her name;
Part seemed she of the effulgent thought
Whence that high singer's rapture came.
—When now I turn the leaf the same
Immortal light illumes the lay,
But from the letters of her name
The radiance has waned away!
1869.
| Collected poems of Thomas Hardy | |