Thomas Hardy (Томас Гарди (Харди))
The Young Glass-Stainer
‘These Gothic windows, how they wear me out With cusp and foil, and nothing straight or square, Crude colours, leaden borders roundabout, And fitting in Peter here, and Matthew there! ‘What a vocation! Here do I draw now The abnormal, loving the Hellenic norm; Martha I paint, and dream of Hera’s brow, Mary, and think of Aphrodite’s form.’
Nov. 1893
Thomas Hardy’s other poems:
- Yuletide in a Younger World
- To Carrey Clavel
- They Are Great Trees
- I Thought, My Heart
- The Two Houses
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