In Time Of "The Breaking Of Nations"

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Title:     In Time Of "The Breaking Of Nations"
Author: Thomas Hardy [More Titles by Hardy]

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
Though Dynasties pass.

III

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

1915.

[The end]
Thomas Hardy's poem: In Time Of "the Breaking Of Nations"

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