※ 引述《darawong (Dara)》之铭言： : 请问各位英诗达人们~ : 有任何这首诗的资料吗?! : 因为找了很久就是找不到齐全的资料...orz : 翻遍各大书局也是找没 : 这首诗的作者是Alfred, Lord Tennyson (1809-1892) : 拜托大家了!!! : thx! Tears,idle tears, I know not what they mean, Tears from the depth of some divine despair Rise in the heart,and gather to the eyes, In looking on the happy Autumn-fields, And thinking of the days that are no more. Fresh as the first beam glittering on a sail, That brings our friends up from the underworld, Sad as the last which reddens over one That sinks with all we love below the verge; So sad, so fresh,the days that are no more. Ah, sad and strange as in dark summer dawns, The earliest pipe of half-awakened birds To dying ears, when unto dying eyes The casement slowly grows a glimmering square; So sad, so strange, the days that are no more. Dear as remembered kisses after death, And sweet as those by hopeless fancy feigned On lips that are for others; deep as love, Deep as first love, and wild with all regret; O Death in Life,the days that are no more. 我们西概课刚好有上到...就po给你溜..^^ --

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