Write a short paragraph/ poem in which you either challenge or confirm Hardy’s view of the universe as a place without certainties. You can use these lines from “He Never Expected Much” as a starting point:
Well, World, you have kept faith with me,
Kept faith with me…
Never, I own, expected I
That life would all be fair…
‘Twas then you said, and since have said…
“I do not promise overmuch…
Just neutral- hinted haps and such”
Certain of myself and my world
But this is baseless certainty.
Could I, who is a creation of a millionth chance
Did they know that it would be certain they would have me
Those who born me into this world.
Was it set that I would choose to write
choose to love, and choose to die.
The only certainty that is left to us,
and the one thing we fear throughout life;
is the certainty of death.
So yes the world does have a certainty,
one day it will end,
just as I will die.