Best times

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Thomas Hardy - Non-Music, Lyric Poem (Literature)

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We went a day's excursion to the stream, Basked by the bank, and bent to the ripple-gleam,        &nbsp       &nbsp And I did not know        &nbsp       &nbsp That life would show, However it might flower, no finer glow. I walked in the Sunday sunshine by the road That wound towards the wicket of your abode,        &nbsp       &nbsp And I did not think        &nbsp       &nbsp That life would shrink To nothing ere it shed a rosier pink. Unlooked for I arrived on a rainy night, And you hailed me at the door by the swaying light,        &nbsp       &nbsp And I full forgot        &nbsp       &nbsp That life might not Again be touching that ecstatic height. And that calm eve when you walked up the stair, After a gaiety prolonged and rare,        &nbsp       &nbsp No thought soever        &nbsp       &nbsp That you might never Walk down again, struck me as I stood there.

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  • Thomas Hardy