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Poem by Thomas Hardy


The Weary Walker


A plain in front of me,
And there’s the road
Upon it. Wide country,
And, too, the road!

Past the first ridge another,
And still the road
Creeps on. Perhaps no other
Ridge for the road?

Ah! Past that ridge a third,
Which still the road
Has to climb furtherward –
The thin white road!

Sky seems to end its track;
But no. The road
Trails down the hill at the back.
Ever the road!



Thomas Hardy


Thomas Hardy's other poems:
  1. Afternoon Service at Mellstock
  2. Reluctant Confession
  3. To an Impersonator of Rosalind
  4. When Oats Were Reaped
  5. The Child and the Sage


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