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The Darkling Thrush : : By Thomas Hardy I leant upon a coppice gateWhen Frost was spectre-grey,And Winter’s dregs made desolateThe weakening eye of day.The tangled bine-stems scored the skyLike strings of broken lyres,And all mankind that haunted nighHad sought their household fires. The land’s sharp features seemed to beThe Century’s corpse outleant,His crypt theContinue reading “The Darkling Thrush : Thomas Hardy : : Bird Poems : ,:”