Thomas Hardy - In The Moonlight lyrics

"O lonely workman, standing there In a dream, why do you stare and stare At her grave, as no other grave where there?" "If your great gaunt eyes so importune Her soul by the shine of this corpse-cold moon, Maybe you'll raise her phantom soon!" "Why, fool, it is what I would rather see Than all the living folk there be; But alas, there is no such joy for me!" "Ah - she was one you loved, no doubt, Through good and evil, through rain and drought, And when she pa**ed, all your sun went out?" "Nay: she was the woman I did not love, Whom all the other were ranked above, Whom during her life I thought nothing of."