Nature
The Young Glass-stainer
From Moments of Vision and Miscellaneous Verses
Nature
“THESE Gothic windows, how they wear me out
With cusp and foil, and nothing straight or square,
Crude colours, leaden borders roundabout,
And fitting in Peter here, and Matthew there!
“What a vocation! Here do I draw now
The abnormal, loving the Hellenic norm;
Martha I paint, and dream of Hera’s brow,
Mary, and think of Aphrodite’s form.”
Nov. 1893.
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MLA
Hardy, Thomas. “The Young Glass-stainer.” Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/hardy/381/.
Chicago
Hardy, Thomas. “The Young Glass-stainer.” Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/hardy/381/.
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