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Thomas Hardy (Томас Гарди (Харди)) The Last Signal (11 Oct. 1886) A Memory of William Barnes Silently I footed by an uphill road That led from my abode to a spot yew-boughed; Yellowly the sun sloped low down to westward, And dark was the east with cloud. Then, amid the shadow of that livid sad east, Where the light was least, and a gate stood wide, Something flashed the fire of the sun that was facing it, Like a brief blaze on that side. Looking hard and harder I knew what it meant – The sudden shine sent from the livid east scene; It meant the west mirrored by the coffin of my friend there, Turning to the road from his green, To take his last journey forth – he who in his prime Trudged so many a time from that gate athwart the land! Thus a farewell to me he signalled on his grave-way, As with a wave of his hand. Winterborne-Came Path Thomas Hardy's other poems: Распечатать (Print) Количество обращений к стихотворению: 1481 |
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