The Coming Of The End

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Thomas Hardy - Non-Music, Poetry (Literature)

The Coming Of The End

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How it came to an end! The meeting afar from the crowd, And the love-looks and laughters unpenned, The parting when much was avowed,         How it came to an end!         It came to an end; Yes, the outgazing over the stream, With the sun on each serpentine bend, Or, later, the luring moon-gleam;         It came to an end.         It came to an end, The housebuilding, furnishing, planting, As if there were ages to spend In welcoming, feasting, and jaunting;         It came to an end.         It came to an end, That journey of one day a week: ("It always goes on," said a friend, "Just the same in bright weathers or bleak;")         But it came to an end.         "HOW will come to an end This orbit so smoothly begun, Unless some convulsion attend?" I often said. "What will be done         When it comes to an end?"         Well, it came to an end Quite silently—stopped without jerk; Better close no prevision could lend; Working out as One planned it should work         Ere it came to an end.

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  • Thomas Hardy