Thomas Hardy - In The Garden (M. H.) lyrics

We waited for the sun To break its cloudy prison (For day was not yet done, And night still unbegun) Leaning by the dial. After many a trial - We all silent there - It burst as new-arisen, Throwing a shade to where Time travelled at that minute. Little saw we in it, But this much I know, Of lookers on that shade, Her towards whom it made Soonest had to go. 1915.