The Beauty by Thomas Hardy | Poetry Cat

The Beauty

A poem by Thomas Hardy

O do not praise my beauty more,

In such word-wild degree,

And say I am one all eyes adore;

For these things harass me!

But do for ever softly say:

“From now unto the end

Come weal, come wanzing, come what may,

Dear, I will be your friend.”

I hate my beauty in the glass:

My beauty is not I:

I wear it: none cares whether, alas,

Its wearer live or die!

The inner I O care for, then,

Yea, me and what I am,

And shall be at the gray hour when

My cheek begins to clam.

via The Beauty by Thomas Hardy | Poetry Cat.

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