At An Inn
Thomas Hardy
1840 to 1928
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Reconstruct the poem by dragging each line into its correct position. Your goal is to reassemble the original poem as accurately as possible. As you move the lines, you'll see whether your arrangement is correct, helping you explore the poem's flow and meaning. You can also print out the jumbled poem to cut up and reassemble in the classroom. Either way, take your time, enjoy the process, and discover how the poet's words come together to create something truly beautiful.
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They warmed as they opined
Us more than friends—
O severing sea and land,
Would flush our day!"
The kiss their zeal foretold,
That we had all resigned
Their catering care,
Of afternoon,
And that swift sympathy
Why shaped us for his sport
Veiled smiles bespoke their thought
Between us there!
Why cast he on our port
When we as strangers sought
Love lingered numb.
O laws of men,
In after-hours?
And now we seem not what
As Love's own pair;
Of what we were.
Yet never the love-light shone
And we were left alone
"Ah, God, that bliss like theirs
For love's dear ends.
A bloom not ours?
That day afar,
The spheres above,
And now deemed come,
Which quicks the world—maybe
As we seemed we were not
Moved them to say,
But that which chilled the breath
Came not: within his hold
We aching are.
And palsied unto death
As we stood then!
The pane-fly's tune.
Ere death, once let us stand
With living love
Made them our ministers,