The Fallow Deer At The Lonely House

Thomas HardyThomas Hardy

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One without looks in tonight
Through the curtain-*****
From the sheet of glistening white;
One without looks in tonight
As we sit and think
By the fender-brink.We do not discern those eyes
Watching in the snow;
Lit by lamps of rosy dyes
We do not discern those eyes
Wandering, aglow
Four-footed, tiptoe.
Thomas Hardy
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Thomas Hardy

1840 - 1928/Male/EnglishA novelist and poet, Hardy wrote of tragic characters struggling against their passions and social circumstances.

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