Poets
Biographies
Poem Themes
Random Poem




Poem by Thomas Hardy

* * *

Why did I sketch an upland green,
And put the figure in
Of one on the spot with me? '
For now that one has ceased to be seen
The picture waxes akin
To a wordless irony.

If you go drawing on down or cliff
Let no soft curves intrude
Of a woman's silhouette,
But show the escarpments stark and stiff
As in utter solitude;
So shall you half forget.

Let me sooner pass from sight of the sky
Than again on a thoughtless day
Limn, laugh, and sing, and rhyme
With a woman sitting near, whom I
Paint in for love, and who may
Be called hence in my time!

From an old note

Thomas Hardy

Thomas Hardy’s other poems:

  1. Yuletide in a Younger World
  2. I Thought, My Heart
  3. The Two Houses
  4. The Nettles
  5. The Inscription

911 Views


The Last Poems


To the Russian version












English Poetry at the Poetry Monster.

Try english.poetry.monster – a standalone website dedicated to Anglophone poetry from around the world.