I Look into My Glass
Thomas Hardy
1840 to 1928
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My heart had shrunk as thin!"
Could lonely wait my endless rest
By hearts grown cold to me,
And say, "Would God it came to pass
For then, I, undistrest
I look into my glass,
But Time, to make me grieve,
And shakes this fragile frame at eve
With equanimity.
Part steals, lets part abide;
With throbbings of noontide.
And view my wasting skin,