Central Idea of the Poem “In Time of ‘The Breaking of Nations’” By Hardy:
The Poem:
In Time of 'The Breaking of Nations'
By
Thomas Hardy
Only a man harrowing clods
In a slow silent walk
With an old horse that stumbles and nods
Half asleep as they stalk.
Only thin smoke without flame
From the heaps of couch-grass;
Yet this will go onward the same
Though Dynasties pass.
Yonder a maid and her wight
Come whispering by:
War's annals will cloud into night
Ere their story die.
In a slow silent walk
With an old horse that stumbles and nods
Half asleep as they stalk.
Only thin smoke without flame
From the heaps of couch-grass;
Yet this will go onward the same
Though Dynasties pass.
Yonder a maid and her wight
Come whispering by:
War's annals will cloud into night
Ere their story die.
Central Idea of the Poem:
War cannot change or stop the basic occupations of man. Man’s agricultural operation, his toil in the field and love-making go on unchanged and undisturbed though dynasties pass.
