The To-be-forgotten

Original Text: 
Collected Poems of Thomas Hardy (London: Macmillan and Co., 1932): 131-32. PR 4741 F32 Robarts Library.
1        I heard a small sad sound,
4        Now, screened from life's unrest?"
5        --"O not at being here;
7When, with the living, memory of us numbs,
8        And blank oblivion comes!
10Lie here embraced by deeper death than we;
12        With keenest backward eye.
14They are as men who have existed not;
15Theirs is a loss past loss of fitful breath;
16        It is the second death.
17        "We here, as yet, each day
20        Of shape and voice and glance.
21        "But what has been will be --
23Like men foregone, shall we merge into those
24        Whose story no one knows.
25        "For which of us could hope
26To show in life that world-awakening scope
27Granted the few whose memory none lets die,
28        But all men magnify?
29        "We were but Fortune's sport;
30Things true, things lovely, things of good report
32        And seeing it we mourn."


2] among: "amid" in 1903. Back to Line
3] you: "ye" in 1903. Back to Line
6] near: "drear" in 1903. Back to Line
9] "Those who our grandsirs be" in 1903.
sped: gone, succeeded. Back to Line
11] can you: "canst thou" in 1903. Back to Line
13] count: "bide" in 1903. Back to Line
18] can say: "alway" in 1903. Back to Line
19] We hold in some soul: "In some soul hold a" in 1903. Back to Line
22] swallowing: "turbid" in 1903. Back to Line
31] bourne: destination, limits. Back to Line
Publication Start Year: 
Publication Notes: 
Poems of the Past and Present, 2nd edn. (1902 [1901]: London: Macmillan, 1903): 152-54. PR 4741 F03 Robarts Library
RPO poem Editors: 
Ian Lancashire
RPO Edition: 
RPO 1998.