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Thomas Hardy (Томас Гарди (Харди)) Beyond the Last Lamp (Near Tooting Common) I While rain, with eve in partnership, Descended darkly, drip, drip, drip, Beyond the last lone lamp I passed Walking slowly, whispering sadly, Two linked loiterers, wan, downcast: Some heavy thought constrained each face, And blinded them to time and place. II The pair seemed lovers, yet absorbed In mental scenes no longer orbed By love’s young rays. Each countenance As it slowly, as it sadly Caught the lamplight’s yellow glance, Held in suspense a misery At things which had been or might be. III When I retrod that watery way Some hours beyond the droop of day, Still I found pacing there the twain Just as slowly, just as sadly, Heedless of the night and rain. One could but wonder who they were And what wild woe detained them there. IV Though thirty years of blur and blot Have slid since I beheld that spot, And saw in curious converse there Moving slowly, moving sadly That mysterious tragic pair, Its olden look may linger on – All but the couple; they have gone. V Whither? Who knows, indeed... And yet To me, when nights are weird and wet, Without those comrades there at tryst Creeping slowly, creeping sadly, That lone lane does not exist. There they seem brooding on their pain, And will, while such a lane remain. Thomas Hardy's other poems: Распечатать (Print) Количество обращений к стихотворению: 1778 |
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