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Thomas Hardy (Томас Гарди (Харди))


Lost Love


I play my sweet old airs –
The airs he knew
When our love was true –
But he does not balk
His determined walk,
And passes up the stairs.

I sing my songs once more,
And presently hear
His footstep near
As if it would stay;
But he goes his way,
And shuts a distant door.

So I wait for another morn,
And another night
In this soul-sick blight;
And I wonder much
As I sit, why such
A woman as I was born!



Thomas Hardy's other poems:
  1. Rome: The Vatican: Sala delle Muse
  2. Thoughts at Midnight
  3. The Blinded Bird
  4. O I Won’t Lead a Homely Life
  5. The Inscription


Poems of another poets with the same name (Стихотворения других поэтов с таким же названием):

  • Edward Sill (Эдвард Силл) Lost Love ("BURY it, and sift")

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