“An Autumn Rain-Scene” by Thomas Hardy

There trudges one to a merry-making
With sturdy swing,
On whom the rain comes down.

To fetch the saving medicament
Is another bent,
On whom the rain comes down.

One slowly drives his herd to the stall
Ere ill befall,
On whom the rain comes down.

This bears his missives of life and death
With quickening breath,
On whom the rain comes down.

One watches for signals of wreck or war
From the hill afar,
On whom the rain comes down.

No care if he gain a shelter or none,
Unhired moves on,
On whom the rain comes down.

And another knows nought of its chilling fall
Upon him at all,
On whom the rain comes down.

Thomas Hardy

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2 comments

  1. Alexis Rhone Fancher · November 7, 2011

    A thoughtful poem for a rainy day. Haven’t read Hardy in a while. Thanks, Lisa!

    • lkthayer · November 7, 2011

      My pleasure Alexis! StAy dry! Or…stAy warm!
      Sent on the Now Network from my Sprint® BlackBerry

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