Love
X
From Poems of the Past and the Present
Love
—Under that oak of heretofore
Sat Sweetheart mine with me no more:
By many a Fiord, and Strom, and Fleuve
Have I since wandered . . . Soon, for love,
Distraught went she—
’Twas said for love of me.
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Hardy, Thomas. “X.” Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/hardy/253/.
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Hardy, Thomas. “X.” Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/hardy/253/.
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