ThomasHardy
Youdidnotcome,
AndmarchingTimedrewon, andworemenumb.
Yetlessforlossofyourdearpresencethere
ThanthatIthusfoundlackinginyourmake
Thathighcompassionwhichcanoverbear
Reluctanceforpurelovingkindness'sake
GrievedI, when, asthehope-hourstrokeditssum,
Youdidnotcome.
Youlovenotme,
Andlovealonecanlendyouloyalty—
, untothestore
Ofhumandeedsdivineinallbutname,
Wasitnotworthalittlehourormore
Toaddyetthis: Onceyou, awoman, came
Tosootheatime-tornman; eventhoughitbeYoulovenotme.
