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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE FADED FACE, by THOMAS HARDY Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: How was this I did not see Last Line: Sorrow-wrung! Subject(s): Faces; Grief; Sorrow; Sadness | |||
HOW was this I did not see Such a look as here was shown Ere its womanhood had blown Past its first felicity? - That I did not know you young, Faded Face, Know you young! Why did Time so ill bestead That I heard no voice of yours Hail from out the curved contours Of those lips when rosy red; Weeted not the songs they sung, Faded Face, Songs they sung! By these blanchings, blooms of old, And the relics of your voice - Leavings rare of rich and choice From your early tone and mould - Let me mourn, - aye, sorrow-wrung, Faded Face, Sorrow-wrung! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SONOMA FIRE by JANE HIRSHFIELD AS THE SPARKS FLY UPWARDS by JOHN HOLLANDER WHAT GREAT GRIEF HAS MADE THE EMPRESS MUTE by JUNE JORDAN CHAMBER MUSIC: 19 by JAMES JOYCE DIRGE AT THE END OF THE WOODS by LEONIE ADAMS AND THERE WAS A GREAT CALM' by THOMAS HARDY |
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