Amabel lyrics

Thomas Hardy

I marked her ruined hues
Her custom-straitened views
And asked, "Can there indwell
My Amabel?"

I looked upon her gown
Once rose, now earthen brown;
The change was like the knell
Of Amabel

Her step's mechanic ways
Had lost the life of May's;
Her laugh, once sweet in swell
Spoilt Amabel

I mused: "Who sings the strain
I sang ere warmth did wane?
Who thinks its numbers spell
His Amabel?" -

Knowing that, though Love cease
Love's race shows undecrease;
All find in dorp or dell
An Amabel

- I felt that I could creep
To some housetop, and weep
That Time the tyrant fell
Ruled Amabel!

I said (the while I sighed
That love like ours had died)
"Fond things I'll no more tell
To Amabel

"But leave her to her fate
And fling across the gate
'Till the Last Trump, farewell
O Amabel!'"

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