English poem
As 'Twere To-Night (Song)
by Thomas Hardy
As 'twere to-night, in the brief space Of a far eventime, My spirit rang achime At vision of a girl of grace; As 'twere to-night, in the brief space Of a far eventime, As 'twere at noontide of to-morrow I airily walked and talked, And wondered as I walked What it could mean, this soar from sorrow; As 'twere at noontide of to-morrow I airily walked and talked, As 'twere at waning of this week Broke a new life on me; Trancings of bliss to be In some dim dear land soon to seek; As 'twere at waning of this week Broke a new life on me;