Hereditry

I am the family face;

Flesh perishes, I live on,

Projecting trait and trace

Through time to times anon,

And leaping from place to place

Over oblivion.

The years-heired feature that can

In curve and voice and eye

Despise the human span

Of durance - that is I;

The eternal thing in man,

That heeds no call to die.

And a quote from one of Hardy's novels:-

“Why is it that a woman can see from a distance what a man cannot see close?”  (The Return of the Native)

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