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"How Great My Grief" (Triolet)
(2 June 1840 – 11 January 1928 / Dorchester / England)

"How Great My Grief" (Triolet)

Poem By Thomas Hardy

How great my grief, my joys how few,
Since first it was my fate to know thee!
- Have the slow years not brought to view
How great my grief, my joys how few,
Nor memory shaped old times anew,
   Nor loving-kindness helped to show thee
How great my grief, my joys how few,
   Since first it was my fate to know thee?

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Excellent theme of the poem and beautiful poem...♥️♥️♥️
I have known him as a novelist but I think he deserves more for poetry too. Wonderful poem.
.....wonderful poem, and excellent theme ★
Human being having a good mind and inner awakening and love is always welcome in society and his services to the fellow human being is also helpful for the human development and basic and positive habits of compassion. The memories of the past is a continuing experience for an individual and someone more awakened surely reopens his mind and thinks about the past both the success and failures of the past and his own thinking of that time which is always an interesting subject which is not normally passing to others in conversations. Here the great poet opens his mind to himself and remembers the grief of the past and the few joys he have got in this worldly living.He understands the values of the universal power who gave such a fate and love in this life. The poem is an emotional one and poet himself thinks about himself and sees the universal power who destined the sorrow and happiness in once own life.
Hardy wisely chose and perfectly executed the best medium (the triolet) to playfully express wit and sarcasm.