Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, SHE, I AND THEY, by THOMAS HARDY



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First Line: I was sitting
Last Line: And unable to keep up their sturdy line.'
Subject(s): Ancestors & Ancestry; Heritage; Heredity


I WAS sitting,
She was knitting,
And the portraits of our fore-folk hung around;
When there struck on us a sigh;
'Ah - what is that?' said I:
'Was it not you?' said she. 'A sigh did sound.'

I had not breathed it,
Nor the night-wind heaved it,
And how it came to us we could not guess;
And we looked up at each face
Framed and glazed there in its place,
Still hearkening; but thenceforth was silentness.

Half in dreaming,
'Then its meaning,'
Said we, 'must be surely this; that they repine
That we should be the last
Of stocks once unsurpassed,
And unable to keep up their sturdy line.'





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