Thomas Hardy (Томас Гарди (Харди))

Last Love-Word

   Song

This is the last; the very, very last!
Anon, and all is dead and dumb,
Only a pale shroud over the past,
That cannot be
Of value small or vast,
Love, then to me!

I can say no more: I have even said too much.
I did not mean that this should come:
I did not know ’twould swell to such –
Nor, perhaps, you –
When that first look and touch,
Love, doomed us two!

1. The Supplanter
2. Afternoon Service at Mellstock
3. Tragedian to Tragedienne
4. The Three Tall Men
5. Song to an Old Burden

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