Poem by Thomas Hardy

Epitaph on a Pessimist

I’m Smith of Stoke, aged sixty-odd,
        I’ve lived without a dame
From youth-time on; and would to God
        My Dad had done the same.

1. Genitrix Laesa
2. Song from Heine
3. Nothing Matters Much
4. Timing Her
5. On the Tune Called the Old-Hundred-and-Fourth

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