The Man Who Forgot

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Thomas Hardy - Non-Music, Poetry (Literature)

The Man Who Forgot

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At a lonely cross where bye-roads met         I sat upon a gate; I saw the sun decline and set,         And still was fain to wait. A trotting boy passed up the way         And roused me from my thought; I called to him, and showed where lay         A spot I shyly sought. "A summer-house fair stands hidden where         You see the moonlight thrown; Go, tell me if within it there         A lady sits alone." He half demurred, but took the track,         And silence held the scene; I saw his figure rambling back;         I asked him if he had been. "I went just where you said, but found         No summer-house was there: Beyond the slope 'tis all bare ground;         Nothing stands anywhere. "A man asked what my brains were worth;         The house, he said, grew rotten, And was pulled down before my birth,         And is almost forgotten!" My right mind woke, and I stood dumb;         Forty years' frost and flower Had fleeted since I'd used to come         To meet her in that bower.

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  • Thomas Hardy