Thomas Hardy (Томас Гарди (Харди))

The Caged Goldfinch

Within a churchyard, on a recent grave,
I saw a little cage
That jailed a goldfinch. All was silence save
Its hops from stage to stage.

There was inquiry in its wistful eye,
And once it tried to sing;
Of him or her who placed it there, and why,
No one knew anything.

1. The End of the Episode
2. Wagtail and Baby
3. In a Museum
4. Ten Years Since
5. The Young Churchwarden

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