Thomas Hardy (Томас Гарди (Харди))

Faintheart in a Railway Train

At nine in the morning there passed a church,
At ten there passed me by the sea,
At twelve a town of smoke and smirch,
At two a forest of oak and birch,
And then, on a platform, she:

A radiant stranger, who saw not me.
I said, ‘Get out to her do I dare?’
But I kept my seat in my search for a plea,
And the wheels moved on. O could it but be
That I had alighted there!

1. If You Had Known
2. The Seven Times
3. Our Old Friend Dualism
4. When Oats Were Reaped
5. The Wind’s Prophecy

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