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domenica 6 novembre 2011

In Time of "The Breaking of Nations" [THOMAS HARDY]

     
          
                I
Only a man harrowing clods
In a slow silent walk
With an old horse that stumbles and nods
Half asleep as they stalk.
            
                II
Only thin smoke without flame
From the heaps of couch-grass;
Yet this will go onward the same
Though Dynasties pass.


            III
Yonder a maid and her wight
Come whispering by:
War's annals will cloud into night
Ere their story die.





1 commento:

  1. [Or the heath-phrase, the heath-line of Thomas Hardy: it is not that the heath is the subject or content of the novel, but that a flux of modern writing combines with a flux of immemorial heath-
    Deleuze/Parnet, 'Dialogues', p. 50]

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