Fetching Her

Thomas Hardy * Track #68 On Late Lyrics and Earlier, With Many Other Verses

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Album Late Lyrics and Earlier, With Many Other Verses

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Thomas Hardy

1922

Fetching Her by Thomas Hardy

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Thomas Hardy

Fetching Her Annotated

&nbsp An hour before the dawn,
&nbsp       &nbsp My friend,
You lit your waiting bedside-lamp,
&nbsp Your breakfast-fire anon,
And outing into the dark and damp
&nbsp You saddled, and set on.

&nbsp Thuswise, before the day,
&nbsp       &nbsp My friend,
You sought her on her surfy shore,
&nbsp To fetch her thence away
Unto your own new-builded door
&nbsp For a staunch lifelong stay.

&nbsp You said: “It seems to be,
&nbsp       &nbsp My friend,
That I were bringing to my place
&nbsp The pure brine breeze, the sea,
The mews - all her old sky and space,
&nbsp In bringing her with me!”

&nbsp - But time is prompt to expugn,
&nbsp       &nbsp My friend,
Such magic-minted conjurings:
&nbsp The brought breeze fainted soon,
And then the sense of seamews’ wings,
&nbsp And the shore’s sibilant tune.

&nbsp So, it had been more due,
&nbsp       &nbsp My friend,
Perhaps, had you not pulled this flower
&nbsp From the craggy nook it knew,
And set it in an alien bower;
&nbsp But left it where it grew!

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