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Book: Time's Laughingstocks

Preface.

  In collecting the following poems I have to thank the editors and proprietors of the periodicals in which certain of them have appeared for permission to reclaim them.
  Now that the miscellany is brought together, some lack of concord in pieces written at widely severed dates, and in contrasting moods and circumstances, will be obvious enough. This I cannot help, but sense disconnection, particularly in respect of those lyric pieces penned in the first person, will immaterial when it is borne in mind that they are to be regarded, in the main, as dramatic monologues by different characters.
  As a whole they will, I hope, take the reader forward, even if not far, rather than backward. I should add that some lines in the early-dated poems have been rewritten, though they have been left substantially unchanged.


September 1909                                    T.H.

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  • The Man He Killed
    Had he and I but met
        By some old ancient inn,
    23 lines, 48 comments
  • The Dead Man Walking
    They hail me as one living,
    But don't they know
    40 lines
  • Night In The Old Home
    When the wasting embers redden the chimney-breast,
    And Life's bare pathway looms like a desert track to me,
    18 lines
  • The Roman Road
    The Roman Road runs straight and bare
    As the pale parting-line in hair
    15 lines
  • George Meredith
    Forty years back, when much had place
    That since has perished out of mind,
    18 lines
  • The Farm Woman's Winter
    I
    If seasons all were summers,
    18 lines
  • She Hears The Storm
    There was a time in former years—
    While my roof-tree was his—
    23 lines
  • The Rambler
    I do not see the hills around,
    Nor mark the tints the copses wear;
    16 lines
  • Let Me Enjoy
    Let me enjoy the earth no less
    Because the all-enacting Might
    20 lines
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