急求12行的经典外文诗10首(英语)
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急求12行的经典外文诗10首(英语)
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When I do count the clock that tells the time,
And see the brave day sunk in hideous night;
When I behold the violet past prime,
And sable curls,all silvered o'er with white;
When lofty trees I see barren of leaves,
Which erst from heat did canopy the herd,
And summer's green all girded up in sheaves,
Borne on the bier with white and bristly beard,
Then of thy beauty do I question make,
That thou among the wastes of time must go,
Since sweets and beauties do themselves forsake
And die as fast as they see others grow;
And nothing 'gainst Time's scythe can make defence
Save breed,to brave him when he takes thee hence.
Indeed this very love which is my boast,
And which,when rising up from breast to brow,
Doth crown me with a ruby large enow
To draw men's eyes and prove the inner cost,---
This love even,all my worth,to the uttermost,
I should not love withal,unless that thou
Hadst set me an example,shown me how,
When first thine earnest eyes with mine were crossed,
And love called love.And thus,I cannot speak
Of love even,as a good thing of my own:
Thy soul hath snatched up mine all faint and weak,
And placed it by thee on a golden throne,---
And that I love (O soul,we must be meek!)
And see the brave day sunk in hideous night;
When I behold the violet past prime,
And sable curls,all silvered o'er with white;
When lofty trees I see barren of leaves,
Which erst from heat did canopy the herd,
And summer's green all girded up in sheaves,
Borne on the bier with white and bristly beard,
Then of thy beauty do I question make,
That thou among the wastes of time must go,
Since sweets and beauties do themselves forsake
And die as fast as they see others grow;
And nothing 'gainst Time's scythe can make defence
Save breed,to brave him when he takes thee hence.
Indeed this very love which is my boast,
And which,when rising up from breast to brow,
Doth crown me with a ruby large enow
To draw men's eyes and prove the inner cost,---
This love even,all my worth,to the uttermost,
I should not love withal,unless that thou
Hadst set me an example,shown me how,
When first thine earnest eyes with mine were crossed,
And love called love.And thus,I cannot speak
Of love even,as a good thing of my own:
Thy soul hath snatched up mine all faint and weak,
And placed it by thee on a golden throne,---
And that I love (O soul,we must be meek!)