Sunday blog: “1967,” by Thomas Hardy

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This is Thomas Hardy, in 1867, expressing a truth of which Partner and I remind each other daily.

 

 

And I hope that the last stanza is true for Partner and me.

 

 

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Thomas Hardy: “1967”


In five-score summers! All new eyes,
New minds, new modes, new fools, new wise;
New woes to weep, new joys to prize;

 


With nothing left of me and you
In that live century’s vivid view
Beyond a pinch of dust or two;



A century which, if not sublime,
Will show, I doubt not, at its prime,
A scope above this blinkered time.



Yet what to me how far above?
For I would only ask thereof
That thy worm should be my worm, Love!



16 Westbourne Park Villas, 1867

 


 

 

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About Loren Williams
Gay, partnered, living in Providence, working at a local university. Loves: books, movies, TV. Comments and recriminations can be sent to futureworld@cox.net.

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