...there is a history that needs to be explored" (304). 19. As Hardy had already written in "Hap" (1866): "Crass Casualty obstructs the sun and rain, / And dicing Time for gladness casts a moan" (11-12). 20. For an important discussion of Foucault's model of causation, see Copjec 5-14, and below....

...of ire unmerited; Half-eased in that a Powerfuller than I Had willed and meted me the tears I shed. But not so. How arrives it joy lies slain, And why...and rain, And dicing Time for gladness casts a moan. . . . These purblind Doomsters had as readily strown Blisses about my pilgrimage as pain. THE CONVERGENCE...

...of ire unmerited; Half-eased in that a Powerfuller than I Had willed and mered me the tears I shed. But not so. How arrives it joy lies slain, And why...and rain. And dicing Time for gladness casts a moan . . . These purblind Doomsters had as readily strown Blisses about my pilgrimage as pain. Here Hardy...

...sad-eyed Prometheus of the Dorset meadows sends out his challenge against the President of the Immortals: Crass Casualty obstructs the sun and rain And dicing Time for gladness casts a moan. Has some Vast Imbecility Mighty to build and blend But impotent to tend Framed us in jest and left...

...damned for the glory of the Devil. It is the very purposelessness of mortal misery that is inexplicable: How arrives it joy lies slain and why unblooms The best hope ever sown? Brought to this point, Hardy makes his last effort to reconcile the ways of God to man. May not the...