Thomas Hardy (Томас Гарди (Харди))

The Last Time

The kiss had been given and taken,
And gathered to many past:
It never could reawaken;
But I heard none say: ‘It’s the last!’

The clock showed the hour and the minute,
But I did not turn and look:
I read no finis in it,
As at closing of a book.

But I read it all too rightly
When, at a time anon,
A figure lay stretched out whitely,
And I stood looking thereon.

1. Genitrix Laesa
2. V.R. 1819–1901
3. Over the Coffin
4. Song from Heine
5. Song to an Old Burden

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