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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=529554" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Near Lanivet 1872</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">There was a stunted handpost just on the crest,<br>Only a few feet high:<br>She was tired, and we stopped in the twilight-time for her rest,<br>At the crossways close thereby.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">She leant back, being so weary, against its stem,<br>And laid her arms on its own,<br>Each open palm stretched out to each end of them,<br>Her sad face sideways thrown.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Her white-clothed form at this dim-lit cease of day<br>Made her look as one crucified<br>In my gaze at her from the midst of the dusty way,<br>And hurriedly 'Don't,' I cried.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I do not think she heard. Loosing thence she said,<br>As she stepped forth ready to go,<br>'I am rested now.-Something strange came into my head;<br>I wish I had not leant so!'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And wordless we moved onward down from the hill<br>In the west cloud's murked obscure,<br>And looking back we could see the handpost still<br>In the solitude of the moor.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'It struck her too,' I thought, for as if afraid<br>She heavily breathed as we trailed;<br>Till she said, 'I did not think how 'twould look in the shade,<br>When I leant there like one nailed.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I, lightly: 'There's nothing in it. For YOU, anyhow!'<br>-'O I know there is not,' said she . . .<br>'Yet I wonder . . . If no one is bodily crucified now,<br>In spirit one may be!'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And we dragged on and on, while we seemed to see<br>In the running of Time's far glass<br>Her crucified, as she had wondered if she might be<br>Some day.-Alas, alas!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Thomas+Hardy">Thomas Hardy</a><div class=q>
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