I could hear a gown-skirt rustling
Before I could see her shape,
Rustling through the heather
That wove the common's drape,
On that evening of dark weather
When I hearkened, lips agape.
And the town-shine in the distance
Did but baffle here the sight,
And then a voice flew forward:
Dear, is't you? I fear the night!"
And the herons flapped to norward
In the firs upon my right.
There was another looming
Whose life we did not see;
There was one stilly blooming
Full nigh to where walked we;
There was a shade entombing
All that was bright of me.
On A Heath
Thomas Hardy
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Poem topics: dark, fear, life, night, weather, evening, dear, voice, shade, town, hear, bright, skirt, shape, shine, common, distance, I love you, I miss you, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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