Thomas Hardy

Last Love-Word

   Song

This is the last; the very, very last!
Anon, and all is dead and dumb,
Only a pale shroud over the past,
That cannot be
Of value small or vast,
Love, then to me!

I can say no more: I have even said too much.
I did not mean that this should come:
I did not know ’twould swell to such –
Nor, perhaps, you –
When that first look and touch,
Love, doomed us two!