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Thomas Hardy (Томас Гарди (Харди)) The Ageing House When the walls were red That now are seen To be overspread With a mouldy green, A fresh fair head Would often lean From the sunny casement And scan the scene, While blithely spoke the wind to the little sycamore tree. But storms have raged Those walls about, And the head has aged That once looked out; And zest is suaged And trust grows doubt, And slow effacement Is rife throughout, While fiercely girds the wind at the long-limbed sycamore tree! Thomas Hardy's other poems:
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