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Название: The Complete Poetical Works

Автор: Томас Харди

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       But yet I say, “O love, even now

       Would I had died for thee!”

      A Broken Appointment

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      You did not come,

       And marching Time drew on, and wore me numb.—

       Yet less for loss of your dear presence there

       Than that I thus found lacking in your make

       That high compassion which can overbear

       Reluctance for pure lovingkindness’ sake

       Grieved I, when, as the hope-hour stroked its sum,

       You did not come.

      You love not me,

       And love alone can lend you loyalty;

       —I know and knew it. But, unto the store

       Of human deeds divine in all but name,

       Was it not worth a little hour or more

       To add yet this: Once, you, a woman, came

       To soothe a time-torn man; even though it be

       You love not me?

      “Between Us Now”

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      Between us now and here—

       Two thrown together

       Who are not wont to wear

       Life’s flushest feather—

       Who see the scenes slide past,

       The daytimes dimming fast,

       Let there be truth at last,

       Even if despair.

      So thoroughly and long

       Have you now known me,

       So real in faith and strong

       Have I now shown me,

       That nothing needs disguise

       Further in any wise,

       Or asks or justifies

       A guarded tongue.

      Face unto face, then, say,

       Eyes mine own meeting,

       Is your heart far away,

       Or with mine beating?

       When false things are brought low,

       And swift things have grown slow,

       Feigning like froth shall go,

       Faith be for aye.

      “How Great My Grief”

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      (Triolet)

      How great my grief, my joys how few,

       Since first it was my fate to know thee!

       —Have the slow years not brought to view

       How great my grief, my joys how few,

       Nor memory shaped old times anew,

       Nor loving-kindness helped to show thee

       How great my grief, my joys how few,

       Since first it was my fate to know thee?

      “I Need Not Go”

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      I need not go

       Through sleet and snow

       To where I know

       She waits for me;

       She will wait me there

       Till I find it fair,

       And have time to spare

       From company.

      When I’ve overgot

       The world somewhat,

       When things cost not

       Such stress and strain,

       Is soon enough

       By cypress sough

       To tell my Love

       I am come again.

      And if some day,

       When none cries nay,

       I still delay

       To seek her side,

       (Though ample measure

       Of fitting leisure

       Await my pleasure)

       She will riot chide.

      What—not upbraid me

       That I delayed me,

       Nor ask what stayed me

       So long? Ah, no!—

       New cares may claim me,

       New loves inflame me,

       She will not blame me,

       But suffer it so.

      The Coquette, and After

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      (Triolets)

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