作者littlebinroy (Ulysses)
看板poetry
标题Song for a Summer's Day
时间Wed Jun 30 20:32:22 2004
Song for a Summer's Day
Through fen and farmland walking
With my own country love
I saw slow flocked cows move
White hulks on their day's cruising;
Sweet grass sprang for their grazing.
The air was bright for looking:
Most far in blue, aloft,
Clouds steered a burnished drift;
Lark's nip and tuck arising
Came in for my love's praising.
Sheen of the noon sun striking
Took my heart as if
It were a green-tipped leaf
Kindled by my love's pleasing
Into an ardent blazing.
And so, together, talking,
Through Sunday's honey-air
We walked (and still walk there--
Out of the sun's bruising)
Till the night mists came rising.
--Sylvia Plath
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