Complete Works Of Thomas Hardy (Illustrated) - Plot & Excerpts
And as thus I brooded longer, With my faint eyes on the feeble square of wan-lit window frame, A quick conviction sprung within me, grew, and grew yet stronger, That the month-night was the same, Too, as that which saw her leave me On the rugged ridge of Waterstone, the peewits plaining round; And a lapsing twenty years had ruled that — as it were to grieve me - I should near the once-loved ground. Though but now a war-worn stranger Chance had quartered here, I rose up and descended to the yard. All was soundless, save the troopers’ horses tossing at the manger, And the sentry keeping guard. Through the gateway I betook me Down the High Street and beyond the lamps, across the battered bridge, Till the country darkness clasped me and the friendly shine forsook me, And I bore towards the Ridge, With a dim unowned emotion Saying softly: “Small my reason, now at midnight, to be here .
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