The whitewashed wall

Thomas Hardy * Track #121 On Late Lyrics and Earlier, With Many Other Verses

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Thomas Hardy

1922

The whitewashed wall by Thomas Hardy

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Thomas Hardy

The whitewashed wall Annotated

Why does she turn in that shy soft way
&nbsp Whenever she stirs the fire,
And kiss to the chimney-corner wall,
&nbsp As if entranced to admire
Its whitewashed bareness more than the sight
&nbsp Of a rose in richest green?
I have known her long, but this raptured rite
&nbsp I never before have seen.

- Well, once when her son cast his shadow there,
&nbsp A friend took a pencil and drew him
Upon that flame-lit wall. And the lines
&nbsp Had a lifelike semblance to him.
And there long stayed his familiar look;
&nbsp But one day, ere she knew,
The whitener came to cleanse the nook,
&nbsp And covered the face from view.

“Yes,” he said: “My brush goes on with a rush,
&nbsp And the draught is buried under;
When you have to whiten old cots and brighten,
&nbsp What else can you do, I wonder?”
But she knows he’s there. And when she yearns
&nbsp For him, deep in the labouring night,
She sees him as close at hand, and turns
&nbsp To him under his sheet of white.

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