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Название: The Complete Poetical Works

Автор: Томас Харди

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      “Ah, had I been like some I see,

       Born to an evergreen nesting-tree,

       None had eyed and twitted me,

       Cheerily mating!”

      1866.

      A Confession to a Friend in Trouble

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      Your troubles shrink not, though I feel them less

       Here, far away, than when I tarried near;

       I even smile old smiles—with listlessness—

       Yet smiles they are, not ghastly mockeries mere.

      A thought too strange to house within my brain

       Haunting its outer precincts I discern:

       —That I will not show zeal again to learn Your griefs, and sharing them, renew my pain . . .

      It goes, like murky bird or buccaneer

       That shapes its lawless figure on the main,

       And each new impulse tends to make outflee

       The unseemly instinct that had lodgment here;

       Yet, comrade old, can bitterer knowledge be

       Than that, though banned, such instinct was in me!

      1866.

      Neutral Tones

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      We stood by a pond that winter day,

       And the sun was white, as though chidden of God,

       And a few leaves lay on the starving sod,

       —They had fallen from an ash, and were gray.

      Your eyes on me were as eyes that rove

       Over tedious riddles solved years ago;

       And some words played between us to and fro—

       On which lost the more by our love.

      The smile on your mouth was the deadest thing

       Alive enough to have strength to die;

       And a grin of bitterness swept thereby

       Like an ominous bird a-wing . . .

      Since then, keen lessons that love deceives,

       And wrings with wrong, have shaped to me

       Your face, and the God-curst sun, and a tree,

       And a pond edged with grayish leaves.

      1867.

      She

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      AT HIS FUNERAL

      They bear him to his resting-place—

       In slow procession sweeping by;

       I follow at a stranger’s space;

       His kindred they, his sweetheart I.

       Unchanged my gown of garish dye,

       Though sable-sad is their attire;

       But they stand round with griefless eye,

       Whilst my regret consumes like fire!

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      Her Initials

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      Upon a poet’s page I wrote

       Of old two letters of her name;

       Part seemed she of the effulgent thought

       Whence that high singer’s rapture came.

       —When now I turn the leaf the same

       Immortal light illumes the lay,

       But from the letters of her name

       The radiance has died away!

      1869.

      HER DILEMMA

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      (IN — CHURCH)

      The two were silent in a sunless church,

       Whose mildewed walls, uneven paving-stones,

       And wasted carvings passed antique research;

       And nothing broke the clock’s dull monotones.

      Leaning against a wormy poppy-head,

       So wan and worn that he could scarcely stand,

       —For he was soon to die,—he softly said,

       “Tell me you love me!”—holding hard her hand.

      She would have given a world to breathe “yes” truly,

       So much his life seemed handing on her mind,

       And hence she lied, her heart persuaded throughly

       ’Twas worth her soul to be a moment kind.

      But the sad need thereof, his nearing death,

       So mocked humanity that she shamed to prize

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