English poem
Vii
by Thomas Hardy
Yea, seeds of crescive sympathy Were sown by those more excellent than he, Long known, though long contemned till then— The gods of men in amity.
Versos English Thomas Hardy Vii
Versos English Thomas Hardy Vii
English poem
by Thomas Hardy
Yea, seeds of crescive sympathy Were sown by those more excellent than he, Long known, though long contemned till then— The gods of men in amity.