51. "I Look into my Glass". Hardy, Thomas. 1898. Wessex Poems and Other Verses

Thomas Hardy (1840–1928). Wessex Poems and Other Verses. 1898.

51. “I Look into my Glass”


I LOOK into my glass,
And view my wasting skin,
And say, “Would God it came to pass
My heart had shrunk as thin!”

For then, I, undistrest	5
By hearts grown cold to me,
Could lonely wait my endless rest
With equanimity.

But Time, to make me grieve,
Part steals, lets part abide;	10
And shakes this fragile frame at eve
With throbbings of noontide. The End