Watching the full-starred heavens that winter
sees
Will
this thought rise on those who will meet my face no more,
'He was one who had an eye for such
mysteries'?”—Thomas Hardy, “Afterwards”
Having
ceased writing novels 30 years before, British novelist Thomas Hardy (1840-1928) was still writing poetry well into his eighties.
He died on this date in 1928, age 88, in Dorchester.
Whether
in poetry or fiction, his characters are often defeated by Fate. Though he
lived, very consciously, without the consolations of religion, Hardy himself
held on, until he had become the Grand Old Man of English Letters, a chronicler
of melancholy who would influence the likes of Frost, Larkin and Hughes, to
name a few.
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