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antonio Harris Poetry Analysis April 21,2013 D5. Ah , Are You Digging On My Grave. Author : Thomas Hardy. NAME: Thomas Hardy OCCUPATION: Author, Poet BIRTH DATE: June 2, 1840 DEATH DATE: January 11, 1928 PLACE OF BIRTH: Stinsford, Dorchester, Dorset, England - PowerPoint PPT Presentation
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ANTONIO HARRISPOETRY ANALYSISAPRIL 21,2013 D5
Ah, Are You Digging On My Grave
Author : Thomas HardyNAME: Thomas Hardy
OCCUPATION: Author, Poet
BIRTH DATE: June 2, 1840
DEATH DATE: January 11, 1928
PLACE OF BIRTH: Stinsford, Dorchester, Dorset, England
PLACE OF DEATH: Dorchester, Dorset, England
BeSt KnOwN FOrThomas Hardy was an English novelist and poet who
set his work--including The Return of the Native and Far from the Madding Crowd--in the semi-fictionalized county of Wessex.
Busy WriterFar from the Madding Crowd
by Thomas Hardy Tess of the d'Urbervilles by Thomas Hardy
The Obscure by Thomas Hardy
The Mayor of Caster bridge by Thomas Hardy
Pair of Blue Eyes by Thomas Hardy
The Return of the Native by Thomas Hardy
Two on a Tower by Thomas Hardy
Life's Little Ironies by Thomas Hardy
The Woodlanders by Thomas Hardy
Summary of P03M
The lady who died loved one has gone off to marry a wealthy woman. "It cannot hurt her now.." The dead woman asks if it is her "nearest dearest kin" doing the digging. Again the answer is no. Her kinfolk feel that planting flowers on her grave is a waste of time and energy since it will not bring back her back from death. The third question she asks was if it is her enemy that is turning up the clods. No, her female enemy buried her hatred when she heard the questioner's death and cares not where she is entombed. The dead speaker gives up guessing in and asks the identity of the digger. She learns that it is her dog who hopes he has not disturbed her. The woman expresses her happiness that "one true heart was left behind" and praises her dog's faithfulness. In concluding, the dog apologizes. The animal was merely burying a bone against future hunger, having totally forgotten that this was its mistress's resting place.
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