I wandered to a crude coast <br />Like a ghost; <br />Upon the hills I saw fires - <br />Funeral pyres <br />Seemingly - and heard breaking <br />Waves like distant cannonades that set the land shaking. <br /> <br /> <br />And so I never once guessed <br />A Love-nest, <br />Bowered and candle-lit, lay <br />In my way, <br />Till I found a hid hollow, <br />Where I burst on her my heart could not but follow.<br /><br />Thomas Hardy<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-discovery-5/
