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Thomas Hardy (Томас Гарди (Харди)) In Church ‘And now to God the Father,’ he ends, And his voice thrills up to the topmost tiles: Each listener chokes as he bows and bends, And emotion pervades the crowded aisles. Then the preacher glides to the vestry-door, And shuts it, and thinks he is seen no more. The door swings softly ajar meanwhile, And a pupil of his in the Bible class, Who adores him as one without gloss or guile, Sees her idol stand with a satisfied smile And re-enact at the vestry-glass Each pulpit gesture in deft dumb-show That had moved the congregation so. Thomas Hardy's other poems: Распечатать (Print) Количество обращений к стихотворению: 1515 |
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