Classic and Contemporary Poetry
UNDER HIGH-STOY HILL, by THOMAS HARDY Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: Four climbed high-stoy from ivelwards Last Line: Yet speak not of what lies behind. | ||||||||
FOUR climbed High-Stoy from Ivelwards, Where hedge meets hedge, and cart-ruts wind, Chattering like birds, And knowing not what lay behind. We laughed beneath the moonlight blink, Said supper would be to our mind, And did not think Of Time, and what might lie behind. . . . The moon still meets that tree-tipped height, The road -- as then -- still trails inclined; But since that night We have well learnt what lay behind! For all of the four then climbing here But one are ghosts, and he brow-lined; With him they fare, Yet speak not of what lies behind. | 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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