The passer-by

Thomas Hardy * Track #100 On Late Lyrics and Earlier, With Many Other Verses

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Thomas Hardy

1922

The passer-by by Thomas Hardy

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Thomas Hardy

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He used to pass, well-trimmed and brushed,
&nbsp My window every day,
And when I smiled on him he blushed,
That youth, quite as a girl might; aye,
&nbsp In the shyest way.

Thus often did he pass hereby,
&nbsp That youth of bounding gait,
Until the one who blushed was I,
And he became, as here I sate,
&nbsp My joy, my fate.

And now he passes by no more,
&nbsp That youth I loved too true!
I grieve should he, as here of yore,
Pass elsewhere, seated in his view,
&nbsp Some maiden new!

If such should be, alas for her!
&nbsp He’ll make her feel him dear,
Become her daily comforter,
Then tire him of her beauteous gear,
&nbsp And disappear!

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