How much shall I love her?
For life, or not long?
“Not long.”
Alas! When forget her?
In years, or by June?
“By June.”
And whom woo I after?
No one, or a throng?
“A throng.”
Of these shall I wed one
Long hence, or quite soon?
“Quite soon.”
And which will my bride be?
The right or the wrong?
“The wrong.”
And my remedy – what kind?
Wealth-wove, or earth-hewn?
“Earth-hewn.”
"O 'Melia, my dear, this does
everything crown!
Who could have supposed I should
meet you in Town?
And whence such fair garments, such
prosperi-ty?" —
"O didn't you know I'd been
ruined?" said she.
— "You left us in tatters,
without shoes or socks,
Tired of digging potatoes, and
spudding up docks;
And now you've gay bracelets and
bright feathers three!" —
"Yes: that's how we dress when
we're ruined," said she.
— "At home in the barton you
said thee' and thou,'
And thik oon,' and theäs oon,' and
t'other'; but now
Your talking quite fits 'ee for
high compa-ny!" —
"Some polish is gained with
one's ruin," said she.
— "Your hands were like paws
then, your face blue and bleak
But now I'm bewitched by your
delicate cheek,
And your little gloves fit as on
any la-dy!" —
"We never do work when we're
ruined," said she.
— "You used to call home-life
a hag-ridden dream,
And you'd sigh, and you'd sock; but
at present you seem
To know not of megrims or
melancho-ly!" —
"True. One's pretty lively
when ruined," said she.
— "I wish I had feathers, a
fine sweeping gown,
And a delicate face, and could
strut about Town!" —
"My dear — a raw country girl,
such as you be,
Cannot quite expect that. You ain't
ruined," said she.
He's been accused of pessimism, of having a dark, fatalistic view of human prospects, and admitted that age did not dispose him to optimism. This novel, despite dark currents, ends happily, and in the current film version by Thomas Vinterberg, as at least one critic has opined, much of what was unsettling in the novel and earlier film version, has been softened. The heroine is Bathsheba Everdene, a powerful and beautiful young woman who inherits an estate and determines to run it herself. The pastoral form here belies the strange tensions and disconcerting passions that visit Hardy's characters.
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