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Thomas Hardy (Томас Харди)

Our Old Friend Dualism

All hail to him, the Protean! A tough old chap is he:
Spinoza and the Monists cannot make him cease to be.
We pound him with our ‘Truth, Sir, please!’ and quite appear to still him:
He laughs; holds Bergson up, and James; and swears we cannot kill him.
We argue them pragmatic cheats. ‘Aye,’ says he. ‘They’re deceiving:
But I must live; for flamens plead I am all that’s worth believing!’


Thomas Hardy's other poems:
  1. The Collector Cleans His Picture
  2. To My Father’s Violin
  3. If It’s Ever Spring Again
  4. The Wanderer
  5. The Wedding Morning

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