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Thomas Hardy (Томас Гарди (Харди))


The Roman Road


The Roman Road runs straight and bare
As the pale parting-line in hair
Across the heath. And thoughtful men
Contrast its days of Now and Then,
And delve, and measure, and compare;

Visioning on the vacant air
Helmed legionaries, who proudly rear
The Eagle, as they pace again
The Roman Road.

But no tall brass-helmed legionnaire
Haunts it for me. Uprises there
A mother’s form upon my ken,
Guiding my infant steps, as when
We walked that ancient thoroughfare,
The Roman Road.



Thomas Hardy's other poems:
  1. The End of the Episode
  2. Ten Years Since
  3. The Young Churchwarden
  4. For Life I Had Never Cared Greatly
  5. The Child and the Sage


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