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Thomas Hardy (Томас Гарди (Харди)) Seen by the Waits Through snowy woods and shady We went to play a tune To the lonely manor-lady By the light of the Christmas moon. We violed till, upward glancing To where a mirror leaned, We saw her airily dancing, Deeming her movements screened; Dancing alone in the room there, Thin-draped in her robe of night; Her postures, glassed in the gloom there, Were a strange phantasmal sight. She had learnt (we heard when homing) That her roving spouse was dead; Why she had danced in the gloaming We thought, but never said. Thomas Hardy's other poems: Распечатать (Print) Количество обращений к стихотворению: 1526 |
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