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Moments of Vision and Miscellaneous Verses
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"The Wind Blew Words"
The wind blew words along the skies,
And these it blew to me
Through the wide dusk: "Lift up your eyes,
Behold this troubled tree,
Complaining as it sways and plies;
It is a limb of thee.
"Yea, too, the creatures sheltering round -
Dumb figures, wild and tame,
Yea, too, thy fellows who abound -
Either of speech the same
Or far and strange—black, dwarfed, and browned,
They are stuff of thy own frame."
I moved on in a surging awe
Of inarticulateness
At the pathetic Me I saw
In all his huge distress,
Making self-slaughter of the law
To kill, break, or suppress.
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Chicago: Thomas Hardy, "The Wind Blew Words," Moments of Vision and Miscellaneous Verses, ed. Keil, Heinrich, 1822-1894 and trans. Seaton, R. C. in Moments of Vision and Miscellaneous Verses (New York: George E. Wood, ""Death-bed"" edition, 1892), Original Sources, accessed April 26, 2024, http://www.originalsources.com/Document.aspx?DocID=HDGCYZELZ93NYRX.
MLA: Hardy, Thomas. ""The Wind Blew Words"." Moments of Vision and Miscellaneous Verses, edited by Keil, Heinrich, 1822-1894, and translated by Seaton, R. C., in Moments of Vision and Miscellaneous Verses, New York, George E. Wood, ""Death-bed"" edition, 1892, Original Sources. 26 Apr. 2024. http://www.originalsources.com/Document.aspx?DocID=HDGCYZELZ93NYRX.
Harvard: Hardy, T, '"The Wind Blew Words"' in Moments of Vision and Miscellaneous Verses, ed. and trans. . cited in ""Death-bed"" edition, 1892, Moments of Vision and Miscellaneous Verses, George E. Wood, New York. Original Sources, retrieved 26 April 2024, from http://www.originalsources.com/Document.aspx?DocID=HDGCYZELZ93NYRX.
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