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Thomas Hardy (Томас Гарди (Харди))


To see the Mother, naturing Nature, stand
All racked and wrung by her unfaithful lord,
Her hopes dismayed by his defiling hand,
Her passioned plans for bloom and beauty marred.

Where she would mint a perfect mould, an ill;
Where she would don divinest hues, a stain,
Over her purposed genial hour a chill,
Upon her charm of flawless flesh a blain:

Her loves dependent on a feature’s trim,
A whole life’s circumstance on hap of birth,
A soul’s direction on a body’s whim,
Eternal Heaven upon a day of Earth,
Is frost to flower of heroism and worth,
And fosterer of visions ghast and grim.

Thomas Hardy's other poems:
  1. The Lady in the Furs
  2. ‘A Gentleman’s Second-Hand Suit’
  3. Song to Aurore
  4. That Kiss in the Dark
  5. Revulsion

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