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. The End of the Episode
2. The Month’s Calendar
3. The Strange House
4. On a Discovered Curl of Hair
5. There Seemed a Strangeness

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