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Thomas Hardy (Томас Харди)


St Launce’s Revisited


Slip back, Time!
Yet again I am nearing
Castle and keep, uprearing
Gray, as in my prime.

At the inn
Smiling nigh, why is it
Not as on my visit
When hope and I were twin?

Groom and jade
Whom I found here, moulder;
Strange the tavern-holder,
Strange the tap-maid.

Here I hired
Horse and man for bearing
Me on my wayfaring
To the door desired.

Evening gloomed
As I journeyed forward
To the faces shoreward,
Till their dwelling loomed.

If again
Towards the Atlantic sea there
I should speed, they’d be there
Surely now as then? . . . 

Why waste thought,
When I know them vanished
Under earth; yea, banished
Ever into nought!



Thomas Hardy's other poems:
  1. I Worked No Wile to Meet You
  2. Dream of the City Shopwoman
  3. A Maiden’s Pledge
  4. The Child and the Sage
  5. Meditations on a Holiday


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