by Thomas Hardy (1840 - 1928)
(Two who became a story)
Language: English
(Two who became a story) By the Runic Stone They sat, where the grass sloped down, And chattered, he white-hatted, she in brown, Pink-faced, breeze-blown. Rapt there alone In the transport of talking so In such a place, there was nothing to let them know What hours had flown. And the die thrown By them heedlessly there, the dent It was to cut in their encompassment, Were, too, unknown. It might have strown Their zest with qualms to see, As in a glass, Time toss their history From zone to zone!
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Authorship:
- by Thomas Hardy (1840 - 1928), no title, appears in Moments of Vision and Miscellaneous Verses [author's text not yet checked against a primary source]
Musical settings (art songs, Lieder, mélodies, (etc.), choral pieces, and other vocal works set to this text), listed by composer (not necessarily exhaustive):
- by Roy Buckle (b. 1926), "By the Runic Stone" [sung text checked 1 time]
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This text was added to the website: 2009-03-12
Line count: 17
Word count: 92