 | Collected poems of Thomas Hardy |  |
CYNIC'S EPITAPH
A race with the sun as he downed
I ran at evetide,
Intent who should first gain the ground
And there hide.
I ran at evetide,
Intent who should first gain the ground
And there hide.
He beat me by some minutes then,
But I triumphed anon,
For when he'd to rise up again
I stayed on.
But I triumphed anon,
For when he'd to rise up again
I stayed on.
| Collected poems of Thomas Hardy | |