First Sight Of Her And After

Thomas Hardy - Non-Music, Poetry (Literature)
First Sight Of Her And After
2 Plays
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A day is drawing to its fall I had not dreamed to see; The first of many to enthrall My spirit, will it be? Or is this eve the end of all Such new delight for me? I journey home: the pattern grows Of moonshades on the way: "Soon the first quarter, I suppose," Sky-glancing travellers say; I realize that it, for those, Has been a common day.
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- Thomas Hardy