Thomas Hardy (Томас Гарди (Харди))

The History of an Hour

Vain is the wish to try rhyming it, writing it!
Pen cannot weld into words what it was;
Time will be squandered in toil at inditing it;
Clear is the cause!

Yea, ’twas too satiate with soul, too ethereal;
June-morning scents of a rose-bush in flower
Catch in a clap-net of hempen material;
So catch that hour!

1. Genitrix Laesa
2. Song from Heine
3. Timing Her
4. The Country Wedding
5. Life and Death at Sunrise

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