Classic and Contemporary Poetry
A CONFESSION TO A FRIEND IN TROUBLE, by THOMAS HARDY Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: Your troubles shrink not, though I feel them less Last Line: Than that, though banned, such instinct was in me! | ||||||||
YOUR troubles shrink not, though I feel them less Here, far away, than when I tarried near; I even smile old smiles -- with listlessness -- Yet smiles they are, not ghastly mockeries mere. A thought too strange to house within my brain Haunting its outer precincts I discern: -- That I will not show zeal again to learn Your griefs, and, sharing them, renew my pain.... It goes, like murky bird or buccaneer That shapes its lawless figure on the main, And each new impulse tends to make outflee The unseemly instinct that had lodgment here; Yet, comrade old, can bitterer knowledge be Than that, though banned, such instinct was in me! | 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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