Time's Laughingstocks and Other Verses by Thomas Hardy
page 54 of 158 (34%)
page 54 of 158 (34%)
|
"But that I body and soul was yours Ere he'd possession, he'll never know. He's a confident man. 'The husband scores,' He says, 'in the long run' . . . Now, Dear, go!" I went. And to-day I pass the spot; It is only a smart the more to endure; And she whom I held is as though she were not, For they have resumed their honeymoon tour. IN THE VAULTED WAY In the vaulted way, where the passage turned To the shadowy corner that none could see, You paused for our parting,--plaintively; Though overnight had come words that burned My fond frail happiness out of me. And then I kissed you,--despite my thought That our spell must end when reflection came On what you had deemed me, whose one long aim Had been to serve you; that what I sought Lay not in a heart that could breathe such blame. But yet I kissed you; whereon you again |
|