Thomas Hardy

Thomas Hardy

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Thomas Hardy was born on June 2, 1840 in Upper Bockhampton, Dorset, England. He was a writer, known for Far from the Madding Crowd (2015), Tess (1979) and Far from the Madding Crowd (1967). He was married to Florence Emily Dugdale and Emma Lavinia Gifford. He died on January 11, 1928 in Dorchester, Dorset.
  • When was
    Thomas Hardy born?

    Thomas Hardy was born on Tuesday, June 2, 1840

  • Where was
    Thomas Hardy born?

    Thomas Hardy was born in Upper Bockhampton, Dorset, England, UK

  • How old was
    Thomas Hardy when they died?

    Thomas Hardy was 87

  • When did Thomas Hardy die?

    Thomas Hardy died on
    Wednesday, January 11, 1928


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  • It appears that ordinary men take wives because possession is not possible without marriage, and that ordinary women accept husbands because m...
  • Don't you go believing in sayings, Picotee: they are all made by men, for their own advantages. Women who use public proverbs as a guide throu...
  • And so, standing before the aforesaid officiator, the two swore that at every other time of their lives till death took them, they would assur...
  • 'Come hither, Son,' I heard Death say; 'I did not will a grave Should end thy pilgrimage today, But I, too, am a slave!'
  • 'I can make you happy,' said he to the back of her head, across the bush. 'You shall have a piano in a year or two—farmers' wives are gettin...
  • 'Justice' was done, and the President of the Immortals, in Æschylean phrase, had ended his sport with Tess. And the d'Urberville knights and ...
  • Let me enjoy the earth no less because the all-enacting light that fashioned forth its loveliness had other aims than my delight.
  • Had he and I but met By some old ancient inn, We should have sat us down to wet Right many a nipperkin! But ranged as infantry, And staring face to face, I shot at him as he at me, And killed him in his place. I shot him dead because-- Because he was my foe, Just so: my foe of course he was; That's clear enough; although He thought he
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