To an Absentee
Thomas Hood
1799 to 1845
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Reconstruct the poem by dragging each line into its correct position. Your goal is to reassemble the original poem as accurately as possible. As you move the lines, you'll see whether your arrangement is correct, helping you explore the poem's flow and meaning. You can also print out the jumbled poem to cut up and reassemble in the classroom. Either way, take your time, enjoy the process, and discover how the poet's words come together to create something truly beautiful.
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Farewell! I did not know thy worth;
So angels walk'd unknown on earth,
For now we sever each from each,
O'er hill, and dale, and distant sea,
Nay, thou art now so dear, methinks
I learned what I have lost in thee;
But bind the closer round the heart.
Through all the miles that stretch between,
But when they flew were recognized!
Affection's firm elastic links
And would, though worlds should intervene.
The farther we are forced apart,
My thought must fly to rest on thee,
How great indeed my love should be!
Alas, that nothing else could teach
But thou art gone, and now 'tis prized: