Thomas Hardy
1840–1928Kamu malı7 eser
İngiliz romancı ve şair. Şiirleri İngilizce aslıyla alınmıştır.
Telifsiz eser (kamu malı) — biKalem arşivine eklendi.
Eserleri
Channel FiringThat night your great guns, unawares, · Shook all our coffins as we lay,HapIf but some vengeful god would call to me · From up the sky, and laugh: "Thou suffering thing,I Look into My GlassAnd view my wasting skin, · And say, "Would God it came to passNeutral TonesWe stood by a pond that winter day, · And the sun was white, as though chidden of God,The Convergence of the TwainIn a solitude of the sea · Deep from human vanity,The Darkling ThrushI leant upon a coppice gate · When Frost was spectre-gray,The OxenThe yoke of great white oxen bow their heads · Beneath the weight of their up-curving horns