https://creativecommons.org/publicdomain/zero/1.0/https://www.rawpixel.com/image/11176306Edit ImageSaveSaveEditCropCustom TextMake it Yours.Remix, add effects & personalize with your own textCustomizeOr start from these designs2016 Hardy's MonumentNear Dorchester, with great views of the Dorset countryside, the Hardy commemorated is the sailor (Kiss me, Hardy) rather than the poet and novelist of the same name. I choose to remember the gentle poet, who had something to say about war. IN TIME OF ‘THE BREAKING OF NATIONS’ Only a man harrowing clods,In a slow silent walkWith an old horse that stumbles and nodsHalf asleep as they stalk. Only thin smoke without flameFrom the heaps of couch-grass;Yet this will go onward the sameThough dynasties pass. Yonder a maid and her wightCome whispering by:War’s annals shall cloud into nightEre their story die. Thomas Hardy, 1915. More2016 Hardy's MonumentNear Dorchester, with great views of the Dorset countryside, the Hardy commemorated is the sailor (Kiss me, Hardy) rather than the poet and novelist of the same name. I choose to remember the gentle poet, who had something to say about war. IN TIME OF ‘THE BREAKING OF NATIONS’ Only a man harrowing clods,In a slow silent walkWith an old horse that stumbles and nodsHalf asleep as they stalk. Only thin smoke without flameFrom the heaps of couch-grass;Yet this will go onward the sameThough dynasties pass. Yonder a maid and her wightCome whispering by:War’s annals shall cloud into nightEre their story die. Thomas Hardy, 1915. Original public domain image from FlickrMorePublic DomainFree CC0 image for Personal and Business useInfoView CC0 LicenseJPEGBanner JPEG 1200 x 799 px | 300 dpiLarge JPEG 2500 x 1664 px | 300 dpiFree Download