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Thomas Hardy (Томас Гарди (Харди)) * * * (Song) As ’twere to-night, in the brief space Of a far eventime, My spirit rang achime At vision of a girl of grace; As ’twere to-night, in the brief space Of a far eventime. As ’twere at noontide of to-morrow I airily walked and talked, And wondered as I walked What it could mean, this soar from sorrow; As ’twere at noontide of to-morrow I airily walked and talked. As ’twere at waning of this week Broke a new life on me; Trancings of bliss to be In some dim dear land soon to seek; As ’twere at waning of this week Broke a new life on me! Thomas Hardy's other poems:
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