Thomas Hardy (Томас Гарди (Харди))

Mute Opinion

I

I traversed a dominion
Whose spokesmen spake out strong
Their purpose and opinion
Through pulpit, press, and song.
I scarce had means to note there
A large-eyed few, and dumb,
Who thought not as those thought there
That stirred the heat and hum.

II

When, grown a Shade, beholding
That land in lifetime trode,
To learn if its unfolding
Fulfilled its clamoured code,
I saw, in web unbroken,
Its history outwrought
Not as the loud had spoken,
But as the mute had thought.

1. The End of the Episode
2. On One Who Lived and Died Where He Was Born
3. On a Discovered Curl of Hair
4. The Three Tall Men
5. The Month’s Calendar

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