The Poetry Corner

The Wedding Morning

By Thomas Hardy

Tabitha dressed for her wedding:- "Tabby, why look so sad?" " O I feel a great gloominess spreading, spreading, Instead of supremely glad! . . . "I called on Carry last night, And he came whilst I was there, Not knowing I'd called. So I kept out of sight, And I heard what he said to her: "' Ah, I'd far liefer marry YOU, Dear, to-morrow!' he said, 'But that cannot be.' O I'd give him to Carry, And willingly see them wed, "But how can I do it when His baby will soon be born? After that I hope I may die. And then She can have him. I shall not mourn!'