Hap

3quarksdaily shared a recording of this poem by Thomas Hardy. Here is the text: Hap BY THOMAS HARDY If but some vengeful god would call to me From up the sky, and laugh: “Thou suffering thing, Know that thy sorrow is my ecstasy, That thy love’s loss is my hate’s profiting!” Then would I bear it, clench [Read More...]


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