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| Her Immortality; by Thomas Hardy | |
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| Tweet Topic Started: Jul 19 2009, 05:52 PM (404 Views) | |
| Ultimavara | Jul 19 2009, 05:52 PM Post #1 |
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Come away, oh human child, to the waters and the wild.
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I just discovered this poem today, and I thought it was perfect for Cleristh. Her Immortality by Thomas Hardy Upon a noon I pilgrimed through A pasture, mile by mile, Unto the place where I last saw My dead Love’s living smile. And sorrowing I lay me down Upon the heated sod: It seemed as if my body pressed The very ground she trod. I lay, and thought; and in a trance She came and stood me by-- The same, even to the marvellous ray That used to light her eye. “You draw me, and I come to you, My faithful one,” she said, In voice that had the moving tone It bore in maidenhead. She said: “‘Tis seven years since I died: Few now remember me; My husband clasps another bride; My children mothers she. My brethren, sisters, and my friends Care not to meet my sprite: Who prized me most I did not know Till I passed down from sight.” I said: “My days are lonely here; I need thy smile alway: I’ll use this night my ball or blade, And join thee ere the day.” A tremor stirred her tender lips, Which parted to dissuade: “That cannot be, O friend,” she cried; “Think, I am but a Shade! “A Shade but in its mindful ones Has immortality; By living, me you keep alive, By dying you slay me. “In you resides my single power Of sweet continuance here; On your fidelity I count Through many a coming year.” I started through me at her plight, So suddenly confessed: Dismissing late distaste for life, I craved its bleak unrest. “I will not die, my One of all!-- To lengthen out thy days I’ll guard me from minutest harms That may invest my ways!” She smiled and went. Since then she comes Oft when her birth-moon climbs, Or at the seasons’ ingresses Or anniversary times; But grows my grief. When I surcease, Through whom alone lives she, Ceases my Love, her words, her ways, Never again to be! The only part that didn't really fit was the line about her having a husband and children. But everything else seems like it was tailor-made for our pairing. The way he travels alone to the place where she died, the way he wants to die but she encourages him to keep living, and then how he can see her spirit much more often after they have this initial meeting. |
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