Poems by Thomas Hardy

Here are the poem lyrics of some of the best poems by Thomas Hardy. To make your browsing more effective, I have included a bit of each poem after the title.

Ah, Are You Digging on My Grave?
Thomas Hardy
"Ah, are you digging on my grave,
My loved one? -- planting rue?"
-- "No: yesterday he went to wed
One of the brightest wealth has bred.

During Wind and Rain
Thomas Hardy
They sing their dearest songs--
He, she, all of them--yea,
Treble and tenor and bass.
And one to play;

Neutral Tones
Thomas Hardy
We stood by a pond that winter day,
And the sun was white, as though chidden of God,
And a few leaves lay on the starving sod,
--They had fallen from an ash, and were gray.

The Convergence of the Twain
Thomas Hardy
In a solitude of the sea
Deep from human vanity,
And the Pride of Life that planned her, stilly couches she.

The Man He Killed
Thomas Hardy
Had he and I but met
By some old ancient inn,
We should have set us down to wet
Right many a nipperkin!

The Oxen
Thomas Hardy
Christmas Eve, and twelve of the clock.
"Now they are all on their knees,"
An elder said as we sat in a flock
By the embers in hearthside ease.

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