Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, THE SUNDIAL ON A WET DAY, by THOMAS HARDY


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First Line: I drip, drip here
Last Line: My trade declare.


I DRIP, drip here
In Atlantic rain,
Falling like handfuls
Of winnowed grain,
Which, tear-like, down
My gnomon drain,
And dim my numerals
With their stain, --
Till I feel useless,
And wrought in vain!

And then I think
In my despair
That, though unseen,
He is still up there,
And may gaze out
Anywhen, anywhere;
Not to help clockmen
Quiz and compare,
But in kindness to let me
My trade declare.





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