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Thomas Hardy (1840-1928)

Satires of Circumstance in Fifteen Glimpses VIII: In the Study


              1He enters, and mute on the edge of a chair
              2Sits a thin-faced lady, a stranger there,
              3A type of decayed gentility;
              4And by some small signs he well can guess
              5That she comes to him almost breakfastless.

              6"I have called -- I hope I do not err --
              7I am looking for a purchaser
              8Of some score volumes of the works
              9Of eminent divines I own, --
            10Left by my father -- though it irks
            11My patience to offer them." And she smiles
            12As if necessity were unknown;
            13"But the truth of it is that oftenwhiles
            14I have wished, as I am fond of art,
            15To make my rooms a little smart,
            16And these old books are so in the way."
            17And lightly still she laughs to him,
            18As if to sell were a mere gay whim,
            19And that, to be frank, Life were indeed
            20To her not vinegar and gall,
            21But fresh and honey-like; and Need
            22No household skeleton at all.

Notes

9] divines: ministers, preachers, theologians.

15-16] smart,: "smart." in 1914.


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Original text: . Collected Poems of Thomas Hardy (London: Macmillan and Co., 1932): 394-95. PR 4741 F32 Robarts Library.
First publication date: 1915
Publication date note: Satires of Circumstance, Lyrics and Reveries with Miscellaneous Pieces (London: Macmillan, 1915): 66. PR 4750 S3 1914 Robarts Library
RPO poem editor: Ian Lancashire
RP edition: RPO 1998.
Recent editing: 2:2002/2/13

Composition date: 1914
Form note: irregular couplets, quatrains


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