Thomas Hardy (Томас Гарди (Харди))
Premonitions
‘The bell went heavy to-day At afternoon service, they say, And a screech-owl cried in the boughs, And a raven flew over the house, And Betty’s old clock with one hand, That’s worn out, as I understand, And never goes now, never will, Struck twelve when the night was dead still, Just as when my last loss came to me. . . . Ah! I wonder who next it will be!’
Thomas Hardy’s other poems:
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