Far from the Madding Crowd Chapter XLV

In which Troy, overcome by a sombre mix of remorse and recklessness, endeavours to honour the memory of a lost one through urgent and somewhat impulsive acts of mourning and remembrance. Amidst the shadows and rain of a dark night, his efforts to cultivate beauty in the neglected churchyard reveal a poignant blend of heartfelt sentiment and an almost childlike earnestness.