English Poetry. Thomas Hardy. When Dead. Томас Гарди (Харди).

Thomas Hardy (Томас Гарди (Харди))

When Dead

To –––

It will be much better when
I am under the bough;
I shall be more myself, Dear, then,
Than I am now.

No sign of querulousness
To wear you out
Shall I show there: strivings and stress
Be quite without.

This fleeting life-brief blight
Will have gone past
When I resume my old and right
Place in the Vast.

And when you come to me
To show you true,
Doubt not I shall infallibly
Be waiting you.

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