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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=529503" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Her Late Husband (King's-Hintock, 182-.)</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">"No--not where I shall make my own; <br> But dig his grave just by <br>The woman's with the initialed stone - <br> As near as he can lie - <br>After whose death he seemed to ail, <br> Though none considered why. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">"And when I also claim a nook, <br> And your feet tread me in, <br>Bestow me, under my old name, <br> Among my kith and kin, <br>That strangers gazing may not dream <br> I did a husband win." </div><div style="margin:10px 0">"Widow, your wish shall be obeyed; <br> Though, thought I, certainly <br>You'd lay him where your folk are laid, <br> And your grave, too, will be, <br>As custom hath it; you to right, <br> And on the left hand he." </div><div style="margin:10px 0">"Aye, sexton; such the Hintock rule, <br> And none has said it nay; <br>But now it haps a native here <br> Eschews that ancient way . . . <br>And it may be, some Christmas night, <br> When angels walk, they'll say: </div><div style="margin:10px 0">"'O strange interment! Civilized lands <br> Afford few types thereof; <br>Here is a man who takes his rest <br> Beside his very Love, <br>Beside the one who was his wife <br> In our sight up above!'"</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Thomas+Hardy">Thomas Hardy</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=529503" data-title="Her Late Husband (King's-Hintock, 182-.) de Thomas Hardy" data-description=""No--not where I shall make my own; But dig his grave just by The woman's with the initialed stone - As near as he can lie - After whose death he seemed to ail, Though none considered..."></div> </div> </div>
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