Thomas Hardy (Томас Гарди (Харди))

Epitaph

I never cared for Life: Life cared for me,
And hence I owed it some fidelity.
It now says, ‘Cease; at length thou hast learnt to grind
Sufficient toll for an unwilling mind,
And I dismiss thee – not without regard
That thou didst ask no ill-advised reward,
Nor sought in me much more than thou couldst find.’

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

Donald Blanding (Дональд Блэндинг) Epitaph ("Do not carve on stone or wood")

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