| 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 |
| Thomas Hardy |
Thomas Hardy
Title: Thomas Hardy
Author: Thomas Hardy
Works
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.