Conclusion

Abstract

‘At Casterbridge Fair’, the collection of seven ‘Country Songs’ that begins with ‘The Ballad-Singer’, ends, appropriately, with ‘After the Fair’:

The singers are gone from the Cornmarket-place

With their broadsheets of rhymes,

The street rings no longer in treble and bass

With their skits on the times,

And the Cross, lately thronged, is a dim naked space

That but echoes the stammering chimes.

From Clock-corner steps, as each quarter ding-dongs,

Away the folk roam

By the ‘Hart’ and Grey’s Bridge into byways and ‘drongs’,

Or across the ridged loam;

The younger ones shrilling the lately heard songs,

The old saying, ‘Would we were home.’

The shy-seeming maiden so mute in the fair

Now rattles and talks,

And that one who looked the most swaggering there

Grows sad as she walks,

And she who seemed eaten by cankering care