The Puzzled Game-Birds
Read 'The Puzzled Game-Birds' by 'Thomas Hardy' and provide your summary and literary analysis in the comments section below.
The Puzzled Game-Birds by Thomas Hardy
They are not those who used to feed us
When we were young--they cannot be -
These shapes that now bereave and bleed us?
They are not those who used to feed us, -
For would they not fair terms concede us?
- If hearts can house such treachery
They are not those who used to feed us
When we were young--they cannot be!
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