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Time’s Laughingstocks and Other Verses
Contents:
The Unborn
I rose at night, and visited
The Cave of the Unborn:
And crowding shapes surrounded me
For tidings of the life to be,
Who long had prayed the silent Head
To haste its advent morn.
Their eyes were lit with artless trust,
Hope thrilled their every tone;
"A scene the loveliest, is it not?
A pure delight, a beauty-spot
Where all is gentle, true and just,
And darkness is unknown?"
My heart was anguished for their sake,
I could not frame a word;
And they descried my sunken face,
And seemed to read therein, and trace
The news that pity would not break,
Nor truth leave unaverred.
And as I silently retired
I turned and watched them still,
And they came helter-skelter out,
Driven forward like a rabble rout
Into the world they had so desired
By the all-immanent Will.
1905.
Contents:
Chicago:
Thomas Hardy, "The Unborn," Time’s Laughingstocks and Other Verses, ed. Keil, Heinrich, 1822-1894 and trans. Seaton, R. C. in Time’s Laughingstocks and Other Verses (New York: George E. Wood, ""Death-bed"" edition, 1892), Original Sources, accessed July 18, 2025, http://www.originalsources.com/Document.aspx?DocID=D3QAJEQ1EDUBX29.
MLA:
Hardy, Thomas. "The Unborn." Time’s Laughingstocks and Other Verses, edited by Keil, Heinrich, 1822-1894, and translated by Seaton, R. C., in Time’s Laughingstocks and Other Verses, New York, George E. Wood, ""Death-bed"" edition, 1892, Original Sources. 18 Jul. 2025. http://www.originalsources.com/Document.aspx?DocID=D3QAJEQ1EDUBX29.
Harvard:
Hardy, T, 'The Unborn' in Time’s Laughingstocks and Other Verses, ed. and trans. . cited in ""Death-bed"" edition, 1892, Time’s Laughingstocks and Other Verses, George E. Wood, New York. Original Sources, retrieved 18 July 2025, from http://www.originalsources.com/Document.aspx?DocID=D3QAJEQ1EDUBX29.
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