
Haunting Fingers Thomas Hardy
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“Are you awake,
    Comrades, this silent night?
  Well ’twere if all of our glossy gluey make
Lay in the damp without, and fell to fragments quite!”
      “O viol, my friend,
    I watch, though Phosphor nears,
  And I fain would drowse away to its utter end
This dumb dark stowage after our loud melodious years!”
And they felt past handlers clutch them,
  Though none was in the room,
Old players’ dead fingers touch them,
    Shrunk in the tomb.
      “‘Cello, good mate,
    You speak my mind as yours:
  Doomed to this voiceless, crippled, corpselike state,
Who, dear to famed Amphion, trapped here, long endures?”
      “Once I could thrill
    The populace through and through,
  Wake them to passioned pulsings past their will.” . . .
(A contra-basso spake so, and the rest sighed anew.)
And they felt old muscles travel
  Over their tense contours,
And with long skill unravel
    Cunningest scores.
    Comrades, this silent night?
  Well ’twere if all of our glossy gluey make
Lay in the damp without, and fell to fragments quite!”
      “O viol, my friend,
    I watch, though Phosphor nears,
  And I fain would drowse away to its utter end
This dumb dark stowage after our loud melodious years!”
And they felt past handlers clutch them,
  Though none was in the room,
Old players’ dead fingers touch them,
    Shrunk in the tomb.
      “‘Cello, good mate,
    You speak my mind as yours:
  Doomed to this voiceless, crippled, corpselike state,
Who, dear to famed Amphion, trapped here, long endures?”
      “Once I could thrill
    The populace through and through,
  Wake them to passioned pulsings past their will.” . . .
(A contra-basso spake so, and the rest sighed anew.)
And they felt old muscles travel
  Over their tense contours,
And with long skill unravel
    Cunningest scores.
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