Explore "The Supplanter: a Tale" by Thomas Hardy on Textopian. Read with annotations and highlights.
I. HE bends his travel-tarnished feet / To where she wastes in clay: / From day-dawn until eve he fares / Along the wintry way; / From day-dawn until eve repairs / Unto her mound to pray.
II. "Are these the gravestone shapes that meet / My forward-straining view? / Or forms that cross a window-blind / In circle, knot, and queue: / Gay forms, that cross and whirl and wind / To music throbbing through? "-