Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE MISSED TRAIN, by THOMAS HARDY Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: How I was caught / hieing home, after days of allure Last Line: Then in me: now in these. | ||||||||
How I was caught Hieing home, after days of allure, And forced to an inn -- small, obscure -- At the junction, gloom-fraught. How civil my face To get them to chamber me there -- A roof I had scorned, scarce aware That it stood at the place. And how all the night I had dreams of the unwitting cause Of my lodgment. How lonely I was How consoled by her sprite! Thus onetime to me. . . Dim wastes of dead years bar away Then from now. But such happenings to-day Fall to lovers, may be! Years, years as shoaled seas, Truly, stretch now between! Less and less Shrink the visions then vast in me. -- Yes, Then in me: Now in these. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...MEN WHO MARCH AWAY' (SONG OF THE SOLDIERS) by THOMAS HARDY A BROKEN APPOINTMENT by THOMAS HARDY A CHRISTMAS GHOST-STORY; CHRISTMAS-EVE 1899 by THOMAS HARDY A THOUGHT IN TWO MOODS by THOMAS HARDY A THUNDERSTORM IN TOWN by THOMAS HARDY A TRAMPWOMAN'S TRAGEDY by THOMAS HARDY A WIFE IN LONDON by THOMAS HARDY ACCORDING TO THE MIGHTY WORKING by THOMAS HARDY |
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