I look into my glass 《自视镜中》
(2012-11-20 10:35:52)
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杂谈 |
分类: 崇殷译英诗 |
I look into my
glass,
And view my wasting
skin.
And says:would God it come to
pass,
My heart had shrunk as
thin.
For then,I ,
undistrest.
By hearts grown cold to
me.
Could lonely wait my endless
rest,
with
equanimity.
But time,to make me
grieve
part steals.lets part
abide.
And shake this fragile frame at
eve,
With throbbings of
moontide