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English Poetry. Thomas Hardy. Seeing the Moon Rise. Томас Гарди (Харди).






Thomas Hardy (Томас Гарди (Харди))

Seeing the Moon Rise

We used to go to Froom-hill Barrow
To see the round moon rise
Into the heath-rimmed skies,
Trudging thither by plough and harrow
Up the pathway, steep and narrow,
Singing a song.
Now we do not go there. Why?
Zest burns not so high!

Latterly we’ve only conned her
With a passing glance
From window or door by chance,
Hoping to go again, high yonder,
As we used, and gaze, and ponder,
Singing a song.
Thitherward we do not go:
Feet once quick are slow!

August 1927

Thomas Hardy’s other poems:

  1. The Two Houses
  2. The Nettles
  3. The Inscription
  4. The Weary Walker
  5. The Echo-Elf Answers




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