She, I, And They

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Thomas Hardy - Non-Music, Poetry (Literature)

She, I, And They

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I was sitting,         She was knitting, And the portraits of our fore-folk hung around;     When there struck on us a sigh;     "Ah—what is that?" said I: "Was it not you?" said she. "A sigh did sound."         I had not breathed it,         Nor the night-wind heaved it, And how it came to us we could not guess;     And we looked up at each face     Framed and glazed there in its place, Still hearkening; but thenceforth was silentness.         Half in dreaming,         "Then its meaning," Said we, "must be surely this; that they repine     That we should be the last     Of stocks once unsurpassed, And unable to keep up their sturdy line." 1916.

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  • Thomas Hardy