Thursday, August 9, 2007

and so Thomas wrote -

"I Said to Love"

I said to Love,
"It is not now as in old days
When men adored thee and thy ways
All else above;
Named thee the Boy, the Bright, the One
Who spread a heaven beneath the sun,"
I said to Love.

I said to him,
"We now know more of thee than then;
We were but weak in judgment when,
With hearts abrim,
We clamoured thee that thou would'st please
Inflict on us thine agonies,"
I said to him.

I said to Love,
"Thou art not young, thou art not fair,
No faery darts, no cherub air,
Nor swan, nor dove
Are thine; but features pitiless,
And iron daggers of distress,"
I said to Love.

"Depart then, Love! . . .
- Man's race shall end, dost threaten thou?
The age to come the man of now
Know nothing of? -
We fear not such a threat from thee;
We are too old in apathy!
Mankind shall cease.--So let it be,"
I said to Love.

by Thomas Hardy (1840 - 1928)

~inspired to be found by LWB. amreeth~

2 comments:

larawannabe said...

lovely, just lovely. le sigh!

i unearthing keats at the mo. i think, from the pictures depicting him that i saw, he's cute. hehe

(my bimbo moment there, see ;))

amreeth said...

sigh :) FRIDAY and even not, smart women are allowed bimbo moments.
yar, i must buy some hard-copy poetry books... maybe tonight?

i also need to get some Sylvia Plath's stuff. she was someone i "grew" up reading... muahahahaha... can you tell??