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Thomas Hardy (Томас Гарди (Харди)) After the Club-Dance Black’on frowns east on Maidon, And westward to the sea, But on neither is his frown laden With scorn, as his frown on me! At dawn my heart grew heavy, I could not sip the wine, I left the jocund bevy And that young man o’ mine. The roadside elms pass by me, – Why do I sink with shame When the birds a-perch there eye me? They, too, have done the same! Thomas Hardy's other poems: Распечатать (Print) Количество обращений к стихотворению: 1335 |
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