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The Blow - Thomas Hardy
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The Blow Thomas Hardy

The Blow - Thomas Hardy
That no man schemed it is my hope -
Yea, that it fell by will and scope
        Of That Which some enthrone,
And for whose meaning myriads grope.

For I would not that of my kind
There should, of his unbiassed mind,
        Have been one known
Who such a stroke could have designed;

Since it would augur works and ways
Below the lowest that man assays
        To have hurled that stone
Into the sunshine of our days!

And if it prove that no man did,
And that the Inscrutable, the Hid,
        Was cause alone
Of this foul crash our lives amid,

I'll go in due time, and forget
In some deep graveyard's oubliette
        The thing whereof I groan,
And cease from troubling; thankful yet

Time's finger should have stretched to show
No aimful author's was the blow
        That swept us prone,
But the Immanent Doer's That doth not know,
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