Poem by Thomas Hardy

Two Lips

I kissed them in fancy as I came
Away in the morning glow:
I kissed them through the glass of her picture-frame:
She did not know.

I kissed them in love, in troth, in laughter,
When she knew all; long so!
That I should kiss them in a shroud thereafter
She did not know.

1. Genitrix Laesa
2. Song from Heine
3. V.R. 1819–1901
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5. Paths of Former Time

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