Nature
The Selfsame Song
From Late Lyrics and Earlier, With Many Other Verses
Nature
A BIRD bills the selfsame song,
With never a fault in its flow,
That we listened to here those long
Long years ago.
A pleasing marvel is how
A strain of such rapturous rote
Should have gone on thus till now
Unchanged in a note!
—But it’s not the selfsame bird.—
No: perished to dust is he . . .
As also are those who heard
That song with me.
Cite this poem
MLA
Hardy, Thomas. “The Selfsame Song.” Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/hardy/437/.
Chicago
Hardy, Thomas. “The Selfsame Song.” Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/hardy/437/.
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