The Self-UnseeingThomas HardyHere is the ancient floor,Footworn and hollowed and thin,Here was the former doorWhere the dead feet walked in.

She sat here in her chair,Smiling into the fire;He who played stood there,Bowing it higher and higher.

Childlike, I danced in a dream;Blessings emblazoned that day;Everything glowed with a gleam;Yet we were looking away!

不见自己哈代这就是当年的地板，磨得又光又薄还有坑，这里当初有个门扇，死者进来留下了足痕。

她就坐在这边椅子上，望着炉火盈盈地微笑;他奏着琴儿站在一旁，琴弓越拉调儿越高。

我如稚儿在梦中舞蹈，喜悦给那天披上了盛装，一切都闪烁着光耀，而我们却移开了目光!

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