To an Absentee
Thomas Hood
1799 to 1845
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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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O'er hill, and dale, and distant sea,
Farewell! I did not know thy worth;
Alas, that nothing else could teach
And would, though worlds should intervene.
But when they flew were recognized!
But thou art gone, and now 'tis prized:
Nay, thou art now so dear, methinks
How great indeed my love should be!
Through all the miles that stretch between,
Affection's firm elastic links
But bind the closer round the heart.
I learned what I have lost in thee;
My thought must fly to rest on thee,
The farther we are forced apart,
So angels walk'd unknown on earth,
For now we sever each from each,