[Hardy-l] A Hardy Christmas

[Betty Cortus]

Dear Friends,
Here's a little Hardian nostalgia for this Christmas Day.
With the very best of Wishes,
Betty

    The House of Hospitalities

Here we broached the Christmas barrel,
    Pushed up the charred log-ends;
Here we sang the Christmas carol,
           And called in friends.

Time has tired me since we met here
    When the folk now dead were young,
Since the viands were outset here
           And the quaint songs sung.

And the worm has bored the viol
    That used to lead the tune,
Rust eaten out the dial
           That struck night's noon.

Now no Christmas brings in neighbors,
    And the New Year comes unlit;
Where we sang the mole now labours,
           And spiders knit.

Yet at midnight if here walking,
    When the moon sheets wall and tree,
I see forms of old time talking,
        Who smile on me.


  
   
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