Thomas Hardy - The Subalterns lyrics

I "Poor wanderer," said the leaden sky, "I fain would lighten thee, But there be laws in force on high Which say it must not be." II - "I would not freeze thee, shorn one," cried The North, "knew I but how To warm my breath, to slack my stride; But I am ruled as thou." III - "To-morrow I attack thee, wight," Said Sickness. "Yet I swear I bear thy little ark no spite, But am bid enter there." IV - "Come hither, Son," I heard d**h say; "I did not will a grave Should end thy pilgrimage to-day, But I, too, am a slave!" V We smiled upon each other then, And life to me wore less That fell contour it wore ere when They owned their pa**iveness.