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Thomas Hardy (1840–1928).  Wessex Poems and Other Verses.  1898.
 
9. She, At His Funeral
 
 
THEY bear him to his resting-place—
  In slow procession sweeping by;
I follow at a stranger’s space;
  His kindred they, his sweetheart I.
Unchanged my gown of garish dye,        5
  Though sable-sad is their attire;
But they stand round with griefless eye,
  Whilst my regret consumes like fire!

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