Thomas Hardy (Томас Гарди (Харди))

The Lizard

If on any warm day when you ramble around
Among moss and dead leaves, you should happen to see
A quick trembling thing dart and hide on the ground,
And you search in the leaves, you would uncover me.

1. The End of the Episode
2. Ten Years Since
3. The Young Churchwarden
4. The Three Tall Men
5. There Seemed a Strangeness

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Количество обращений к стихотворению: 1718

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