Selected Poems
By Thomas Hardy
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This modestly priced volume contains seventy of Hardy's finest poems, including "The Darkling Thrush," "Hap," "The Ruined Maid," "The Convergence of the Twain," "I Look Into My Glass," "Ah, Are You Digging on My Grave?" and many others. These remarkable poems offer ample evidence of Hardy's intense perception and his peculiar power to express deep emotion. They also reflect his distinctive style, which fuses a reliance on traditional stanza formats and rhyme with a unique diction and imaginative power.
Thomas Hardy
Thomas Hardy (1840-1928) was an English poet and author who grew up in the British countryside, a setting that was prominent in much of his work as the fictional region named Wessex. Abandoning hopes of an academic future, he began to compose poetry as a young man. After failed attempts of publication, he successfully turned to prose. His major works include Far from the Madding Crowd(1874), Tess of the D’Urbervilles(1891) and Jude the Obscure( 1895), after which he returned to exclusively writing poetry.
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- Rating: 3 out of 5 stars3/5This slim volume contains 70 of Thomas Hardy's poems dating from 1898-1917, which turned out to be a sufficient amount of his poetry for me. Back when I was in college, I read Hardy's novel Tess of the D'Urbervilles and liked it enough to want to read more of his work. I picked up this book at one point because it was ridiculously cheap, so why not? Turns out I liked Hardy more as a novelist than a poet. Of the poems featured here, there were less than a dozen that I found notable:1) "The Ruined Maid" is a tongue-in-cheek, amusing look at a kept woman who simultaneously laments her spoiled reputation while showing off the riches she's gained in the process. 2) "Tess's Lament" seems to be a continuation of themes/events from Hardy's novel and thus is interesting to readers of that work.3) "The Man He Killed" is a brief meditation on the insanity of war ("Yes; quaint and curious war is! You shoot a fellow down/You'd treat if met where any bar is, Or help to half-a-crown.")4) "Channel Firing" is a darker look at WWI ("All nations striving strong to make Red war yet redder. Mad as hatters They do no more for Christes sake Than you who are helpless in such matters. That this is not the judgment-hour For some of them's a blessed thing, For if it were they'd have to scour Hell's floor for so much threatening ... ")5) "The Convergence of the Twain" remarks on the sinking of the Titanic, presumably when this was still a relatively recent event. ("Over the mirrors meant To glass the opulent The sea-worm crawls - grotesque, slimed, dumb, indifferent.")6) "Beyond the Last Lamp" talks about one of those moments we've all had - where a strange scene (in this case, a downcast looking pair of passersby) plagues us with wonder regarding what on earth was going on.7) "Ah, Are You Digging on My Grave?" was a darkly humorous piece that lightened all the other depressing poems contemplating death. (Spoiler: it ends with the ghostly narrator finding that it is not her lover nor her family that digs on her grave to plant flowers, but her dog burying a bone because he/she "quite forgot It was your resting-place.")8) "The Haunter" is a touching poem that reminds us to express ourselves fully in relationships while we still have them ("I hover and hover a few feet from him Just as I used to do, But cannot answer the words he lifts me - Only listen thereto! When I could answer he did not say them")9) "An Upbraiding" muses on a similar theme as the above but with a more harsh apparition as narrator.10) "Afterwards" contemplates on what will be remembered of the narrator's life and personality after his death.The other poems included were fine but nothing worth writing home about in my book. They were largely trite and unremarkable, but it was not necessarily an unpleasant experience to sit down and read them, especially given that this was such a short collection. If you really, really enjoy Hardy's writing or care for so-so poems about predictable themes such as love, nature, and death, then this might be the book for you (or perhaps you'd go for the larger collections of Hardy's some 900 poems). Otherwise, you might want to pass on this particular book.
- Rating: 5 out of 5 stars5/5Wonderful. Hardy considered himself a poet before a novelist, which I found hard to believe considering I'm a big proponent of his novels. Never-the-less, his poetry shows the depth of character that created so much great literature.
- Rating: 3 out of 5 stars3/5I remember some of the poems from high school and college, but others were new to me. Nice collection.
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Selected Poems - Thomas Hardy
From Wessex Poems and Other Verses (1898)
Hap
If but some vengeful god would call to me
From up the sky, and laugh: ‘Thou suffering thing,
Know that thy sorrow is my ecstasy,
That thy love’s loss is my hate’s profiting!’
Then would I bear it, clench myself, and die,
Steeled by the sense of ire unmerited;
Half-eased in that a Powerfuller than I
Had willed and meted me the tears I shed.
But not so. How arrives it joy lies slain,
And why unblooms the best hope ever sown?
— Crass Casualty obstructs the sun and rain,
And dicing¹ Time for gladness casts a moan. . . .
These purblind Doomsters had as readily strown
Blisses about my pilgrimage as pain.
1866
A Confession to a Friend in Trouble
Your troubles shrink not, though I feel them less
Here, far away, than when I tarried near;
I even smile old smiles — with listlessness —
Yet smiles they are, not ghastly mockeries mere.
A thought too strange to house within my brain
Haunting its outer precincts I discern:
— That I will not show zeal again to learn
Your griefs, and, sharing them, renew my pain. . . .
It goes, like murky bird or buccaneer
That shapes its lawless figure on the main,
And each new impulse tends to make outflee
The unseemly instinct that had lodgment here;
Yet, comrade old, can bitterer knowledge be
Than that, though banned, such instinct was in me!
1866
Neutral Tones
We stood by a pond that winter day,
And the sun was white, as though chidden of God,
And a few leaves lay on the starving sod;
— They had fallen from an ash, and were gray.
Your eyes on me were as eyes that rove
Over tedious riddles solved years ago;
And some words played between us to and fro
On which lost the more by our love.
The smile on your mouth was the deadest thing
Alive enough to have strength to die;
And a grin of bitterness swept thereby
Like an ominous bird a-wing. . . .
Since then, keen lessons that love deceives,
And wrings with wrong, have shaped to me
Your face, and the God-curst sun, and a tree,
And a pond edged with grayish leaves.
1867
Her Initials
Upon a poet’s page I wrote
Of old two letters of her name;
Part seemed she of the effulgent thought
Whence that high singer’s rapture came.
—When now I turn the leaf the same
Immortal light illumes the lay,
But from the letters of her name
The radiance has waned away!
1869
San Sebastian
(August 1813)
WITH THOUGHTS OF SERGEANT M— (PENSIONER), WHO DIED 185—
‘Why, Sergeant, stray on the Ivel Way,
As though at home there were spectres rife?
From first to last ’twas a proud career!
And your sunny years with a gracious wife
Have brought you a daughter dear.
‘I watched her to-day; a more comely maid,
As she danced in her muslin bowed with blue,
Round a Hintock maypole never gayed.’
—‘Aye, aye; I watched her this day, too,
As it happens,’ the Sergeant said.
‘My daughter is now,’ he again began,
‘Of just such an age as one I knew
When we of the Line, the Forlorn-hope van,
On an August morning — a chosen few—
Stormed San Sebastian.
‘She’s a score less three; so about was she —
The maiden I wronged in Peninsular days. ...
You may prate of your prowess in lusty times,
But as years gnaw inward you blink your bays,
And see too well your crimes!
‘We’d stormed it at night, by the flapping light
Of burning towers, and the mortar’s boom:
We’d topped the breach; but had failed to stay,
For our files were misled by the baffling gloom;
And we said we’d storm by day.
‘So, out of the trenches, with features set,
On that hot, still morning, in measured pace,
Our column climbed; climbed higher yet,’
Passed the fauss’bray, scarp, up the curtain-face,
And along the parapet.
‘From the batteried hornwork the cannoneers
Hove crashing balls of iron fire;
On the shaking gap mount the volunteers
In files, and as they mount expire
Amid curses, groans, and cheers.
‘Five hours did we storm, five hours re-form,
As Death cooled those hot blood pricked on;
Till our cause was helped by a woe within:
They were blown from the summit we’d leapt upon,
And madly we entered in.
On end for plunder, ’mid rain and thunder
That burst with the lull of our cannonade,
We vamped the streets in the stifling air—
Our hunger unsoothed, our thirst unstayed—
And ransacked the buildings there.
‘From the shady vaults of their walls of white
We rolled rich puncheons of Spanish grape,