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I look into my glass, / And view my wasting skin, / And say, “Would God it came to pass / My heart had shrunk as thin!”
I look into my Glass
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Wessex Poems & Other Verses
Like many of Hardy’s novels, these fifty-one poems are all set against the bleak and forbidding Dorset landscape, whose physical harshness echoes that of an indifferent, if not malevolent, universe.



 
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