Quotation by Thomas Hardy

at mothy curfew-tide,
And at midnight when the noon-heat breathes it back from walls and leads,
They've a way of whispering to me—fellow-wight who yet
abide—
Thomas Hardy (1840–1928), British novelist, poet. Friends Beyond (l. 8–10). . .

The Complete Poems of Thomas Hardy. James Gibson, ed. (1978) Macmillan.
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