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1840–1928

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Thomas Hardy

I never cared for Life: Life cared for me, And hence I owed it some fidelity. It now says, “Cease; at length thou hast learnt to grind Sufficient toll for an unwilling mind,

And I dismiss thee — not without regard That thou didst ask no ill-advised reward, Nor sought in me much more than thou couldst find.”

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