Neutral Tones
Thomas Hardy
1840 to 1928
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And a pond edged with grayish leaves.
Alive enough to have strength to die;
The smile on your mouth was the deadest thing
Like an ominous bird a-wing -.
Your face, and the God curst sun, and a tree,
And a few leaves lay on the starving sod;
And some words played between us to and fro
Over tedious riddles of years ago;
On which lost the more by our love.
And a grin of bitterness swept thereby
We stood by a pond that winter day,
And wrings with wrong, have shaped to me
Since then, keen lessons that love deceives,
Your eyes on me were as eyes that rove
- They had fallen from an ash, and were gray.
And the sun was white, as though chidden of God,