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Hardy’s ‘In Time of the Breaking of Nations’

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I
Only a man harrowing clods
In a slow silent walk
With an old horse that stumbles and nods
Half asleep as they stalk.

II
Only thin smoke without flame
From the heaps of couch-grass;
Yet this will go onward the same
Through Dynasties pass.

III
Yonder a maid and her wight
Come whispering by:
War’s annals will cloud into night
Ere their story die.

Thomas Hardy, “In Time of ‘The Breaking of Nations,'” in: Moments of Vision (1917)

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