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Thomas Hardy (Томас Гарди (Харди)) Let Me Enjoy I Let me enjoy the earth no less Because the all-enacting Might That fashioned forth its loveliness Had other aims than my delight. II About my path there flits a Fair, Who throws me not a word or sign; I’ll charm me with her ignoring air, And laud the lips not meant for mine. III From manuscripts of moving song Inspired by scenes and dreams unknown I’ll pour out raptures that belong To others, as they were my own. IV And some day hence, toward Paradise And all its blest – if such should be – I will lift glad, afar-off eyes, Though it contain no place for me. Thomas Hardy's other poems: Распечатать (Print) Количество обращений к стихотворению: 1348 |
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