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English Poetry. Thomas Hardy. Song to Aurore. Томас Гарди (Харди).

Thomas Hardy (Томас Гарди (Харди))

Song to Aurore

We’ll not begin again to love,
It only leads to pain;
The fire we now are master of
Has seared us not in vain.
Any new step of yours I’m fain
To hear of from afar,
And even in such may find a gain
While lodged not where you are.

No: that must not be done anew
Which has been done before;
I scarce could bear to seek, or view,
Or clasp you any more!
Life is a labour, death is sore,
And lonely living wrings;
But go your courses, Sweet Aurore,
Kisses are caresome things!

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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