Armistice day 1918

On the Signing of the Armistice, 11 Nov. 1918

By Thomas Hardy

I

There had been years of Passion—scorching, cold,

And much Despair, and Anger heaving high,

Care whitely watching, Sorrows manifold,

Among the young, among the weak and old,

And the pensive Spirit of Pity whispered, “Why?”

 

Start of  Hardy’s poem for the armistice.

At the end of the most terrible conflict in the history of the world people were asking what it was all about and why it happened . The despair  anger and loss that permeated the national psyche was perfectly  captured in Hardy’s poem.

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