Her Immortality

Thomas Hardy 1840 (Stinsford) – 1928 (Dorchester, Dorset)



UPON a noon I pilgrimed through
        A pasture, mile by mile,
     Unto the place where I last saw
        My dead Love's living smile.

     And sorrowing I lay me down
        Upon the heated sod:
     It seemed as if my body pressed
        The very ground she trod.

     I lay, and thought; and in a trance
        She came and stood me by--
     The same, even to the marvellous ray
        That used to light her eye.

     "You draw me, and I come to you,
        My faithful one," she said,
     In voice that had the moving tone
        It bore in maidenhead.

     She said: "'Tis seven years since I died:
        Few now remember me;
     My husband clasps another bride;
        My children mothers she.

     My brethren, sisters, and my friends
        Care not to meet my sprite:
     Who prized me most I did not know
        Till I passed down from sight."

     I said: "My days are lonely here;
        I need thy smile alway:
     I'll use this night my ball or blade,
        And join thee ere the day."

     A tremor stirred her tender lips,
        Which parted to dissuade:
     "That cannot be, O friend," she cried;
        "Think, I am but a Shade!

     "A Shade but in its mindful ones
        Has immortality;
     By living, me you keep alive,
        By dying you slay me.

     "In you resides my single power
        Of sweet continuance here;
     On your fidelity I count
        Through many a coming year."

     --I started through me at her plight,
        So suddenly confessed:
     Dismissing late distaste for life,
        I craved its bleak unrest.

     "I will not die, my One of all!--
        To lengthen out thy days
     I'll guard me from minutest harms
        That may invest my ways!"

     She smiled and went. Since then she comes
        Oft when her birth-moon climbs,
     Or at the seasons' ingresses
        Or anniversary times;

     But grows my grief. When I surcease,
        Through whom alone lives she,
     Ceases my Love, her words, her ways,
        Never again to be!

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Submitted on May 13, 2011

Modified on April 28, 2023

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Scheme ABCB XDED XFGF AXXD HIHI XJXJ KXLG XLHL XIXI XKXX JEXE XMXM XNCN CIMI
Closest metre Iambic tetrameter
Characters 1,988
Words 329
Stanzas 14
Stanza Lengths 4, 4, 4, 4, 4, 4, 4, 4, 4, 4, 4, 4, 4, 4

Thomas Hardy

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