"The Last Chrysanthemum"|"Ultima crizantema" a domnului Thomas Hardy

Daca ai tremurat de frig in acest mijloc de toamna, o ceasca de  ceai fierbinte si minunatul poem in engleza al domnului Thomas Hardy, "The Last Chrysanthemum"|"Ultima crizantema" este tot ce-ti trebuie ca sa-ti incalzesti sufletul!  Poemul domnului Thomas Hardy, in ciuda anotimpului vitreg pentru flori, este plin de mijloace de stil, precum urmatoarele epitete vizuale si auditive: tremolous plums, plaintive robin- song, fervid call..
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Why should this flower delay so long
         To show its tremulous plumes?
Now is the time of plaintive robin-song,
         When flowers are in their tombs.

Through the slow summer, when the sun
         Called to each frond and whorl
That all he could for flowers was being done,
         Why did it not uncurl?


It must have felt that fervid call
         Although it took no heed,
Waking but now, when leaves like corpses fall,
         And saps all retrocede.

Too late its beauty, lonely thing,
         The season's shine is spent,
Nothing remains for it but shivering
         In tempests turbulent.

Had it a reason for delay,
         Dreaming in witlessness
That for a bloom so delicately gay
         Winter would stay its stress?

- I talk as if the thing were born
         With sense to work its mind;
Yet it is but one mask of many worn
         By the Great Face behind.



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