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Thomas Hardy (Томас Гарди (Харди)) Why Be at Pains? (Wooer’s Song) Why be at pains that I should know You sought not me? Do breezes, then, make features glow So rosily? Come, the lit port is at our back, And the tumbling sea; Elsewhere the lampless uphill track To uncertainty! O should not we two waifs join hands? I am alone, You would enrich me more than lands By being my own. Yet, though this facile moment flies, Close is your tone, And ere to-morrow’s dewfall dries I plough the unknown. Thomas Hardy's other poems: Распечатать (Print) Количество обращений к стихотворению: 1497 |
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