Thomas Hardy – The Wooer’s song

 

 

 

Why be at pains? ( The wooer’s song)

 

Why be at pains that I should know

You sought not me?

Do breezes, then, make features glow

So rosily?

Come, the lit port is at our back,

And the tantalising sea;

Elsewhere the lampless uphill track

To uncertainty!

 

O should not we two waifs join hands?

I am alone,

You would enrich me more than lands

By being on my own.

Yet, though this facile moment flies,

Close is your tone,

And ere tomorrow’s dewfall dries

I plough the unknown.

 

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