Posted by: W. E. Poplaski | October 4, 2009

POEM OF THE DAY: Tolerance

by Thomas Hardy (1840 – 1928).

Tolerance (1910)

‘It is a foolish thing,’ said I,
‘To bear with such, and pass it by;
Yet so I do, I know not why!’

And at each clash I would surmise
That if I had acted otherwise
I might have saved me many sighs.

But now the only happiness
In looking back that I possess —
Whose lack would leave me comfortless —

Is to remember I refrained
From masteries I might have gained,
And for my tolerance was disdained;

For see, a tomb. And if it were
I had bent and broke, I should not dare
To linger in the shadows there.

Notes:
http://www.kirjasto.sci.fi/thardy.htm
http://www.online-literature.com/hardy/

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