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SO, TIME (THE SAME THOUGHT RESUMED) by THOMAS HARDY

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First Line: SO, TIME
Last Line: AFAR, YET CLOSE TO US.
So, Time,
Royal, sublime;
Heretofore held to be
Master and enemy,
Thief of my Love's adornings,
Despoiling her to scornings: --
The sound philosopher
Now sets him to aver
You are nought
But a thought
Without reality.

Young, old
Passioned, cold,
All the loved-lost thus
Are beings continuous,
In dateless dure abiding,
Over the present striding
With placid permanence
That knows not transience:
Firm in the Vast,
First, last;
Afar, yet close to us.



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