经典英文诗精选：Loon Point

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经典英文诗精选：Loon Point　　Softly the water ripples
  z$ [/ x- U6 Y2 K0 V4 r( z　　Against the canoe's curving side,
　　Softly the birch trees rustle
　　Flinging over us branches wide.
　　Softly the moon glints and glistens
　　As the water takes and leaves,
　　Like golden ears of corn
& \# P2 s# x- n* S! V- l& `　　Which fall from loose-bound sheaves,
, h2 |& z- G/ s/ ~. e4 n: t' M　　Or like the snow-white petals
　　Which drop from an overblown rose,
　　When Summer ripens to Autumn
　　And the freighted year must close.
: w5 r. L5 P' S& g3 k$ S　　From the shore come the scents of a garden,
! ^6 H  m' U/ M+ \* n/ K" C　　And between a gap in the trees
9 h, t; `* i* I% ^9 T# }7 V  \　　A proud white statue glimmers
% ]+ R) j, o7 o! g8 f+ G) F% Y7 ]/ n　　In cold, disdainful ease.
　　The child of a southern people,
5 U$ x. ~# \1 I" ~" Y0 O/ J　　The thought of an alien race,
* S* T! r' p' u! i+ \0 L　　What does she in this pale, northern garden,
　　How reconcile it with her grace?
- R4 d. K2 n! h　　But the moon in her wayward beauty
% b6 i+ f  d7 [　　Is ever and always the same,
; L  b* T! S9 `/ z" E' Q　　As lovely as when upon Latmos
　　She watched till Endymion came.
　　Through the water the moon writes her legends
4 {! i/ Z- r8 j! `; t9 W4 L　　In light, on the smooth, wet sand;
. ~8 Z0 ?) |, W　　They endure for a moment, and vanish,
( o8 Y. z, y6 _$ N7 _* }　　And no one may understand.
& ^& E; }' s* V  W2 \9 L4 y　　All round us the secret of Nature
, T& b5 Y# k, O* l　　Is telling itself to our sight,
2 h4 C4 w! \; M$ I5 y1 j' @! c　　We may guess at her meaning but never
# [- b8 ?. u- c4 h2 ]! C$ _' C4 l9 [* ^　　Can know the full mystery of night.
　　But her power of enchantment is on us,
　　We bow to the spell which she weaves,
* J/ r, ~  _. s$ Q$ [  E　　Made up of the murmur of waves
  K8 P; d7 c( b. P$ o　　And the manifold whisper of leaves.
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