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Thomas Hardy (Томас Гарди (Харди))


Once at Swanage


The spray sprang up across the cusps of the moon,
And all its light loomed green
As a witch-flame’s weirdsome sheen
At the minute of an incantation scene;
And it greened our gaze – that night at demilune.

Roaring high and roaring low was the sea
Behind the headland shores:
It symboled the slamming of doors,
Or a regiment hurrying over hollow floors... 
And there we two stood, hands clasped; I and she!



Thomas Hardy's other poems:
  1. The End of the Episode
  2. There Seemed a Strangeness
  3. To an Impersonator of Rosalind
  4. I Thought, My Heart
  5. Wagtail and Baby


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