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THE VOICE OF THINGS (THOMAS HARDY)

THE VOICE OF THINGS (THOMAS HARDY)

The Voice of Things - Thomas Hardy

Forty years—aye, and several more—ago,

      When I paced the headlands loosed from dull employ,

The waves huzza’d like a multitude below,

      In the sway of an all-including joy

              Without cloy.

Blankly I walked there a double decade after,

      When thwarts had flung their toils in front of me,

And I heard the waters wagging in a long ironic laughter

      At the lot of men, and all the vapoury

              Things that be.

Wheeling change has set me again standing where

      Once I heard the waves huzza at Lammas-tide;

But they supplicate now—like a congregation there

      Who murmur the Confession—I outside,

              Prayer denied.

FAILED LEARNING IS NOT FAILED INTELLIGENCE

FAILED LEARNING IS NOT FAILED INTELLIGENCE

IF YOU CHOOSE "FUCK THE IMMIGRANTS" DO IT EYES WIDE OPEN

IF YOU CHOOSE "FUCK THE IMMIGRANTS" DO IT EYES WIDE OPEN

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