The Farm-Woman's Winter by Thomas Hardy
The Farm-Woman's Winter by Thomas Hardy

The Farm-Woman’s Winter

Thomas Hardy * Track #11 On Time’s Laughingstocks, and Other Verses

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The Farm-Woman's Winter by Thomas Hardy

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The Farm-Woman’s Winter Annotated

I

If seasons all were summers,
&nbsp And leaves would never fall,
And hopping casement-comers
&nbsp Were foodless not at all,
And fragile folk might be here
&nbsp That white winds bid depart;
Then one I used to see here
&nbsp Would warm my wasted heart!

II

One frail, who, bravely tilling
&nbsp Long hours in gripping gusts,
Was mastered by their chilling,
&nbsp And now his ploughshare rusts.
So savage winter catches
&nbsp The breath of limber things,
And what I love he snatches,
&nbsp And what I love not, brings.

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