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Thomas Hardy (Томас Гарди (Харди))


The Felled Elm and She


When you put on that inmost ring
She, like you, was a little thing:
When your circles reached their fourth,
Scarce she knew life’s south from north:
When your year-zones counted twenty
She had fond admirers plenty:
When you’d grown your twenty-second
She and I were lovers reckoned:
When you numbered twenty-three
She went everywhere with me:
When you, at your fortieth line,
Showed decay, she seemed to pine:
When you were quite hollow within
She was felled – mere bone and skin:
You too, lacking strength to grow
Further trunk-rings, were laid low,
Matching her; both unaware
That your lives formed such a pair.



Thomas Hardy's other poems:
  1. Mute Opinion
  2. I Say, ‘I’ll Seek Her Side
  3. She Revisits Alone the Church of Her Marriage
  4. Genitrix Laesa
  5. V.R. 1819–1901


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