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“I LOOKED BACK” |
 | Collected poems of Thomas Hardy |  |
“I LOOKED BACK”
I looked back as I left the house,
And, past the chimneys and neighbour tree,
The moon upsidled through the boughs:—
I thought: “I shall a last time see
This picture; when will that time be?”
And, past the chimneys and neighbour tree,
The moon upsidled through the boughs:—
I thought: “I shall a last time see
This picture; when will that time be?”
I paused amid the laugh-loud feast,
And selfward said: “I am sitting where,
Some night, when ancient songs have ceased,
‘Now is the last time I shall share
Such cheer,’” will be the thought I bear.
And selfward said: “I am sitting where,
Some night, when ancient songs have ceased,
‘Now is the last time I shall share
Such cheer,’” will be the thought I bear.
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An eye-sweep back at a look-out corner
Upon a hill, as forenight wore,
Stirred me to think: “Ought I to warn her
That, though I come here times three-score,
One day 'twill be I come no more?”
Upon a hill, as forenight wore,
Stirred me to think: “Ought I to warn her
That, though I come here times three-score,
One day 'twill be I come no more?”
Anon I reasoned there had been,
Ere quite forsaken was each spot,
Bygones whereon I'd lastly seen
That house, that feast, that maid forgot;
But when?—Ah, I remembered not!
Ere quite forsaken was each spot,
Bygones whereon I'd lastly seen
That house, that feast, that maid forgot;
But when?—Ah, I remembered not!
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