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Название: The Complete Poetical Works

Автор: Томас Харди

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СКАЧАТЬ smiled and went. Since then she comes

       Oft when her birth-moon climbs,

       Or at the seasons’ ingresses

       Or anniversary times;

      But grows my grief. When I surcease,

       Through whom alone lives she,

       Ceases my Love, her words, her ways,

       Never again to be!

      The Ivy-Wife

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      I longed to love a full-boughed beech

       And be as high as he:

       I stretched an arm within his reach,

       And signalled unity.

       But with his drip he forced a breach,

       And tried to poison me.

      I gave the grasp of partnership

       To one of other race—

       A plane: he barked him strip by strip

       From upper bough to base;

       And me therewith; for gone my grip,

       My arms could not enlace.

      In new affection next I strove

       To coll an ash I saw,

       And he in trust received my love;

       Till with my soft green claw

       I cramped and bound him as I wove . . .

       Such was my love: ha-ha!

      By this I gained his strength and height

       Without his rivalry.

       But in my triumph I lost sight

       Of afterhaps. Soon he,

       Being bark-bound, flagged, snapped, fell outright,

       And in his fall felled me!

      A Meeting with Despair

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      As evening shaped I found me on a moor

       Which sight could scarce sustain:

       The black lean land, of featureless contour,

       Was like a tract in pain.

      “This scene, like my own life,” I said, “is one

       Where many glooms abide;

       Toned by its fortune to a deadly dun—

       Lightless on every side.

      I glanced aloft and halted, pleasure-caught

       To see the contrast there:

       The ray-lit clouds gleamed glory; and I thought,

       “There’s solace everywhere!”

      Then bitter self-reproaches as I stood

       I dealt me silently

       As one perverse—misrepresenting Good

       In graceless mutiny.

      Against the horizon’s dim-discernèd wheel

       A form rose, strange of mould:

       That he was hideous, hopeless, I could feel

       Rather than could behold.

      “’Tis a dead spot, where even the light lies spent

       To darkness!” croaked the Thing.

       “Not if you look aloft!” said I, intent

       On my new reasoning.

      “Yea—but await awhile!” he cried. “Ho-ho!—

       Look now aloft and see!”

       I looked. There, too, sat night: Heaven’s radiant show

       Had gone. Then chuckled he.

      Unknowing

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      When, soul in soul reflected,

       We breathed an æthered air,

       When we neglected

       All things elsewhere,

       And left the friendly friendless

       To keep our love aglow,

       We deemed it endless . . .

       —We did not know!

      When, by mad passion goaded,

       We planned to hie away,

       But, unforeboded,

       The storm-shafts gray

       So heavily down-pattered

       That none could forthward go,

       Our lives seemed shattered . . .

       —We did not know!

      When I found you, helpless lying,

       And you waived my deep misprise,

       And swore me, dying,

       In phantom-guise

       To wing to me when grieving,

       And touch away my woe,

       We kissed, believing . . .

       —We did not know!

      But though, your powers outreckoning,

       You hold you dead and dumb,

       Or scorn my beckoning,

       And will not come;

       And I say, “’Twere mood ungainly

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