Thomas Hardy (Томас Гарди (Харди))

Premonitions

‘The bell went heavy to-day
At afternoon service, they say,
And a screech-owl cried in the boughs,
And a raven flew over the house,
And Betty’s old clock with one hand,
That’s worn out, as I understand,
And never goes now, never will,
Struck twelve when the night was dead still,
Just as when my last loss came to me. . . .
Ah! I wonder who next it will be!’

1. The Weary Walker
2. There Seemed a Strangeness
3. The Fight on Durnover Moor
4. Expectation and Experience
5. Her Second Husband Hears Her Story

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