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经典英文诗精选:Loon Point Softly the water ripples
/ h9 l+ [ \+ }" G/ I$ E( U Against the canoe's curving side,5 u1 T2 A* A8 X( ]
Softly the birch trees rustle
( b2 `$ W @/ J/ N/ @ Flinging over us branches wide.2 z# H$ Q/ n+ S% p) Q) Y9 ~# g2 X
Softly the moon glints and glistens9 c+ t1 g" Q z
As the water takes and leaves,' t9 O9 f( m* E0 E0 [2 y
Like golden ears of corn
/ z& x" m* }4 d( k, q [ Which fall from loose-bound sheaves,
. P( i8 @5 |5 a# ? Or like the snow-white petals* ?) h0 \* i4 ~. x" T t
Which drop from an overblown rose,' o4 W3 @' P) V0 F$ J+ c* }
When Summer ripens to Autumn
) C3 `5 I6 o. M. E And the freighted year must close.
% r# a$ _% f4 e0 Q# _ From the shore come the scents of a garden,
0 i0 O9 A0 S1 s And between a gap in the trees' o y8 k, U7 I! b2 j
A proud white statue glimmers
' s. F, F$ t, R2 W! N$ j( K In cold, disdainful ease.
8 K8 `: \' x4 [ A) G$ `% z The child of a southern people,+ h6 N/ a% \' ~ Z/ ^! ~
The thought of an alien race,% P& o7 L. H5 A5 G$ R$ Y/ W: W
What does she in this pale, northern garden,9 M- Q; p7 t; }; i! Q$ f! B
How reconcile it with her grace?
: z3 O a4 @6 g6 F: P But the moon in her wayward beauty, V9 g3 [& |! ?, g" H+ O2 I
Is ever and always the same,
7 Y, \% E$ H J9 q/ D* Q As lovely as when upon Latmos
+ e. Q, _: U1 P9 i She watched till Endymion came.
5 F( s& W$ w( p* ^7 v) g Through the water the moon writes her legends
& R; n( R7 f# \2 x& R. }% Z In light, on the smooth, wet sand;7 a" x) A' w$ }/ Y% ^' `$ `" F
They endure for a moment, and vanish,
9 G6 B5 Q9 X0 _+ v* V And no one may understand.
8 v# [& x- k9 b6 j) Y7 n7 f$ ~( Z All round us the secret of Nature
+ g2 y( h7 ?# s1 X" W* m' [0 ~1 H# H Is telling itself to our sight,( {7 j/ U! e; o1 K
We may guess at her meaning but never+ e& S1 n; P8 k- V) e/ q
Can know the full mystery of night.3 `0 q6 a9 o0 I$ W2 B
But her power of enchantment is on us," @- c, v7 J9 V' W+ y8 R9 d9 S3 i
We bow to the spell which she weaves,
/ @7 c+ b. ]% X; r Made up of the murmur of waves) z1 S z! ^' |5 n1 I7 V$ J
And the manifold whisper of leaves.- ~# E# T: f% Z& V$ X
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