Thomas Hardy (Томас Гарди (Харди))

A Wife Waits

Will’s at the dance in the Club-room below,
Where the tall liquor-cups foam;
I on the pavement up here by the Bow,
Wait, wait, to steady him home.

Will and his partner are treading a tune,
Loving companions they be;
Willy, before we were married in June,
Said he loved no one but me;

Said he would let his old pleasures all go
Ever to live with his Dear.
Will’s at the dance in the Club-room below,
Shivering I wait for him here.

1. A Victorian Rehearsal
2. Song to an Old Burden
3. Long Plighted
4. After the Fair
5. Paths of Former Time

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