Thomas Hardy (Томас Гарди (Харди))

Epitaph

I never cared for Life: Life cared for me,
And hence I owed it some fidelity.
It now says, ‘Cease; at length thou hast learnt to grind
Sufficient toll for an unwilling mind,
And I dismiss thee – not without regard
That thou didst ask no ill-advised reward,
Nor sought in me much more than thou couldst find.’

1. A Woman Driving
2. Intra Sepulchrum
3. Come Not; Yet Come!
4. Long Plighted
5. The Conformers

Elinor Wylie (Элинор Уайли) Epitaph ("For this she starred her eyes with salt")

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