The Poetry Corner

Satires Of Circumstances In Fifteen Glimpses - IV In The Room Of The Bride-Elect

By Thomas Hardy

"Would it had been the man of our wish!" Sighs her mother. To whom with vehemence she In the wedding-dress the wife to be - "Then why were you so mollyish As not to insist on him for me!" The mother, amazed: "Why, dearest one, Because you pleaded for this or none!" "But Father and you should have stood out strong! Since then, to my cost, I have lived to find That you were right and that I was wrong; This man is a dolt to the one declined . . . Ah! here he comes with his button-hole rose. Good God I must marry him I suppose!"