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Thomas Hardy (Томас Гарди (Харди)) The Man with a Past There was merry-making When the first dart fell As a heralding, – Till grinned the fully bared thing, And froze like a spell – Like a spell. Innocent was she, Innocent was I, Too simple we! Before us we did not see, Nearing, aught wry – Aught wry! I can tell it not now, It was long ago; And such things cow; But that is why and how Two lives were so – Were so. Yes, the years matured, And the blows were three That time ensured On her, which she dumbly endured; And one on me – One on me. Thomas Hardy's other poems: Распечатать (Print) Количество обращений к стихотворению: 1522 |
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