The Sunshade

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Richard Burton - Pop

The Sunshade

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Ah--it's the skeleton of a lady's sunshade Here at my feet in the hard rock's chink Merely a naked sheaf of wires! - Twenty years have gone with their livers and diers Since it was silked in its white or pink Noonshine riddles the ribs of the sunshade No more a screen from the weakest ray; Nothing to tell us the hue of its dyes Nothing but rusty bones as it lies In its coffin of stone, unseen till to-day Where is the woman who carried that sun-shadе Up and down this seaside place? - Littlе thumb standing against its stem Thoughts perhaps bent on a love-stratagem Softening yet more the already soft face! Is the fair woman who carried that sunshade A skeleton just as her property is Laid in the chink that none may scan? And does she regret--if regret dust can - The vain things thought when she flourished this?

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  • Thomas Hardy