At The Wicket-Gate

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Thomas Hardy - Non-Music, Poetry (Literature)

At The Wicket-Gate

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There floated the sounds of church-chiming,         But no one was nigh, Till there came, as a break in the loneness,          Her father, she, I. And we slowly moved on to the wicket,          And downlooking stood, Till anon people passed, and amid them         We parted for good. Greater, wiser, may part there than we three         Who parted there then, But never will Fates colder-featured         Hold sway there again. Of the churchgoers through the still meadows         No single one knew What a play was played under their eyes there         As thence we withdrew.

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  • Thomas Hardy