I Said To Love
I said to Love,"It is not now as in old
When men adored thee and thy ways All else above;
Named thee the Boy, the Bright, the
Who spread a heaven beneath the sun," I said to Love. I said to him,"We now know more of thee than then;
We were but weak in judgment when, With hearts abrim,
We clamoured thee that thou would'st
Inflict on us thine agonies," I said to him. I said to Love,"Thou art not young, thou art not fair,
No faery darts, no cherub air, Nor swan, nor
Are thine; but features pitiless,
And iron daggers of distress," I said to Love. "Depart then,
Love! . . .- Man's race shall end, dost threaten thou?
The age to come the man of now Know nothing of? -We fear not such a threat from thee;
We are too old in apathy!
Mankind shall cease.—So let it be," I said to Love.
Thomas Hardy
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