Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE LITTLE OLD TABLE, by THOMAS HARDY Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: Creak, little wood thing, creak Last Line: This creak from long ago. | ||||||||
CREAK, little wood thing, creak, When I touch you with elbow or knee; That is the way you speak Of one who gave you to me! You, little table, she brought -- Brought me with her own hand, As she looked at me with a thought That I did not understand. -- Whoever owns it anon, And hears it, will never know What a history hangs upon This creak from long ago. | 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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