Thomas Hardy (Томас Гарди (Харди))

Two Lips

I kissed them in fancy as I came
Away in the morning glow:
I kissed them through the glass of her picture-frame:
She did not know.

I kissed them in love, in troth, in laughter,
When she knew all; long so!
That I should kiss them in a shroud thereafter
She did not know.

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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