In Childbed

Thomas Hardy * Track #63 On Time’s Laughingstocks, and Other Verses

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Thomas Hardy

1909

In Childbed by Thomas Hardy

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Thomas Hardy

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&nbsp In the middle of the night
Mother's spirit came and spoke to me,
&nbsp Looking weariful and white -
As 'twere untimely news she broke to me.

&nbsp "O my daughter, joyed are you
To own the weetless child you mother there;
&nbsp 'Men may search the wide world through,'
You think, 'nor find so fair another there!'

&nbsp "Dear, this midnight time unwombs
Thousands just as rare and beautiful;
&nbsp Thousands whom High Heaven foredooms
To be as bright, as good, as dutiful.

&nbsp "Source of ecstatic hopes and fears
And innocent maternal vanity,
&nbsp Your fond exploit but shapes for tears
New thoroughfares in sad humanity.

&nbsp"Yet as you dream, so dreamt I
When Life stretched forth its morning ray to me;
&nbsp Other views for by and by!" . . .
Such strange things did mother say to me.

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