How great my grief, my joys how few,
Since first it was my fate to know thee!
- Have the slow years not brought to view
How great my grief, my joys how few,
Nor memory shaped old times anew,
Nor loving-kindness helped to show thee
How great my grief, my joys how few,
Since first it was my fate to know thee?
"how Great My Grief" (triolet)
Thomas Hardy
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Poem topics: memory, kindness, view, slow, fate, grief, great, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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