Fin de Fête
Sweetheart, for such a dayOne mustn't grudge the score;Here, then, it's all to pay,It's Good-night at the door.Good-night and good dreams to you,--Do you remember the picture-book thievesWho left two children sleeping in a wood the long night through,And how the birds came down covered them with leaves?So you and I should have slept,--But now,Oh, what a lovely head!With just the shadow of a waving boughIn the moonlight over your bed.
-Charlotte Mew
Thomas Hardy was a booster of Charlotte Mew's (1869-1928) poetry, and he liked this one so well, he wrote it out in his own handwriting. It was found among his papers after his death, and later given to Charlotte Mew herself.
A copy of it is reproduced in the anthology Recent Poetry 1923-1933, ed. Alida Monro, and published by The Poetry Bookshop.
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