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Thomas Hardy (1840–1928).  Wessex Poems and Other Verses.  1898.
51. “I Look into my Glass”
I LOOK into my glass,
  And view my wasting skin,
And say, “Would God it came to pass
  My heart had shrunk as thin!”
For then, I, undistrest        5
  By hearts grown cold to me,
Could lonely wait my endless rest
  With equanimity.
But Time, to make me grieve,
  Part steals, lets part abide;        10
And shakes this fragile frame at eve
  With throbbings of noontide.

The End


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