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Thomas Hardy (Томас Гарди (Харди))
Winter in Durnover Field
SCENE. – A wide stretch of fallow ground recently sown with wheat, and frozen to iron hardness. Three large birds walking about thereon, and wistfully eyeing the surface. Wind keen from north-east: sky a dull grey.
(Triolet) Rook. – Throughout the field I find no grain; The cruel frost encrusts the cornland! Starling. – Aye: patient pecking now is vain Throughout the field, I find... Rook. – No grain! Pigeon. – Nor will be, comrade, till it rain, Or genial thawings loose the lorn land Throughout the field. Rook. – I find no grain: The cruel frost encrusts the cornland!
Thomas Hardy's other poems:
- The End of the Episode
- Burning the Holly
- The Second Visit
- On One Who Lived and Died Where He Was Born
- The Three Tall Men
Распечатать (To print)Количество обращений к стихотворению: 1615
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