Poem by Thomas Hardy

The Caged Goldfinch

Within a churchyard, on a recent grave,
I saw a little cage
That jailed a goldfinch. All was silence save
Its hops from stage to stage.

There was inquiry in its wistful eye,
And once it tried to sing;
Of him or her who placed it there, and why,
No one knew anything.

1. Lover to Mistress
2. The Sheep-Boy
3. The Seasons of Her Year
4. Over the Coffin
5. Our Old Friend Dualism

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