Thomas Hardy (Томас Гарди (Харди))

The Fallow Deer at the Lonely House

One without looks in to-night
Through the curtain-chink
From the sheet of glistening white;
One without looks in to-night
As we sit and think
By the fender-brink.

We do not discern those eyes
Watching in the snow;
Lit by lamps of rosy dyes
We do not discern those eyes
Wondering, aglow,
Fourfooted, tiptoe.

1. The End of the Episode
2. Burning the Holly
3. The Second Visit
4. The Rejected Member’s Wife
5. The Blinded Bird

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