The Darkling Thrush
The Darkling Thrush
“I leant upon a coppice gate       When Frost was spectre-grey, And Winter's dregs made desolate       The weakening eye of day.” —Thomas Hardy (The Darkling Thrush), 1900 #Midjourney6 #Poetry
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