The Curate’s Kindness Thomas Hardy
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I
I thought they'd be strangers aroun' me,
  But she's to be there!
Let me jump out o' waggon and go back and drown me
At Pummery or Ten-Hatches Weir.
II
I thought: "Well, I've come to the Union -
  The workhouse at last -
After honest hard work all the week, and Communion
O' Zundays, these fifty years past.
III
"'Tis hard; but," I thought, "never mind it:
  There's gain in the end:
And when I get used to the place I shall find it
  A home, and may find there a friend.
IV
"Life there will be better than t'other.
  For peace is assured.
THE MEN IN ONE WING AND THEIR WIVES IN ANOTHER
  Is strictly the rule of the Board."
I thought they'd be strangers aroun' me,
  But she's to be there!
Let me jump out o' waggon and go back and drown me
At Pummery or Ten-Hatches Weir.
II
I thought: "Well, I've come to the Union -
  The workhouse at last -
After honest hard work all the week, and Communion
O' Zundays, these fifty years past.
III
"'Tis hard; but," I thought, "never mind it:
  There's gain in the end:
And when I get used to the place I shall find it
  A home, and may find there a friend.
IV
"Life there will be better than t'other.
  For peace is assured.
THE MEN IN ONE WING AND THEIR WIVES IN ANOTHER
  Is strictly the rule of the Board."
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