This is the weather the cuckoo likes,
And so do I;
When showers betumble the chestnut spikes,
And nestlings fly;
And the little brown nightingale bills his best,
And they sit outside at "The Traveller's Rest",
And maids come forth sprig-muslin drest,
And citizens dream of the south and west,
And so do I.
This is the weather the shepherd shuns,
And so do I;
When beeches drip in browns and duns,
And thresh, and ply;
And hill-hid tides throb, throe on thoe,
And meadow rivulets overflow,
And drops on gate-bars hang in a row,
And rooks in families homeward go,
And so do I.
~ Thomas Hardy (June 1848 - Jan. 11, 1928) English novelist, poet.
"It is difficult for a woman to define her feelings in language which is chiefly made by men to express theirs." ~ Thomas Hardy
https://www.womensmarch.com/event-details/ On Jan. 21, 2017 women marched on Washington.
