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Poem by Thomas Hardy


An August Midnight


I

A shaded lamp and a waving blind,
And the beat of a clock from a distant floor:
On this scene enter  winged, horned, and spined 
A longlegs, a moth, and a dumbledore;
While mid my page there idly stands
A sleepy fly, that rubs its hands . . . 

II

Thus meet we five, in this still place,
At this point of time, at this point in space.
 My guests besmear my new-penned line,
Or bang at the lamp and fall supine.
Gods humblest, they! I muse. Yet why?
They know Earth-secrets that know not I.

Max Gate, 1899

Thomas Hardy

Poem Themes: Summer, Midnight

Thomas Hardy's other poems:
  1. Thoughts at Midnight
  2. Long Plighted
  3. The Spell of the Rose
  4. Plena Timoris
  5. The Aërolite


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