 | Collected poems of Thomas Hardy |  |
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“I SAY I'LL SEEK HER”
I say, “I'll seek her side
Ere hindrance interposes;”
But eve in midnight closes,
And here I still abide.
Ere hindrance interposes;”
But eve in midnight closes,
And here I still abide.
When darkness wears I see
Her sad eyes in a vision;
They ask, “What indecision
Detains you, Love, from me?—
Her sad eyes in a vision;
They ask, “What indecision
Detains you, Love, from me?—
“The creaking hinge is oiled,
I have unbarred the backway,
But you tread not the trackway
And shall the thing be spoiled?
I have unbarred the backway,
But you tread not the trackway
And shall the thing be spoiled?
“Far cockcrows echo shrill,
The shadows are abating,
And I am waiting, waiting;
But O, you tarry still!”
The shadows are abating,
And I am waiting, waiting;
But O, you tarry still!”
| Collected poems of Thomas Hardy | |