Thomas Hardy - Intra Sepulchrum lyrics

  What curious things we said,   What curious things we did Up there in the world we walked till dead   Our kith and kin amid!   How we played at love,   And its wildness, weakness, woe; Yes, played thereat far more than enough   As it turned out, I trow!   Played at believing in gods   And observing the ordinances, I for your sake in impossible codes   Right ready to acquiesce.   Thinking our lives unique,   Quite quainter than usual kinds, We held that we could not abide a week   The tether of typic minds.   - Yet people who day by day   Pa** by and look at us From over the wall in a casual way   Are of this unconscious.   And feel, if anything,    That none can be buried here Removed from commonest fashioning,   Or lending note to a bier:   No twain who in heart-heaves proved   Themselves at all adept, Who more than many laughed and loved,   Who more than many wept,   Or were as sprites or elves   Into blind matter hurled, Or ever could have been to themselves   The centre of the world.