文章列表
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1.Amy Lowell - Crowned
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You came to me bearing bright roses, Red like the wine of your heart; You twisted them into a garland To set me aside from the mart. Red roses to crow...
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2.Amy Lowell - A Fairy Tale
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On winter nights beside the nursery fire We read the fairy tale, while glowing coals Builded its pictures. There before our eyes We saw the vaulted ha...
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3.Amy Lowell - New York at Night
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A near horizon whose sharp jags Cut brutally into a sky Of leaden heaviness, and crags Of houses lift their masonry Ugly and foul, and chimneys lie An...
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4.Amy Lowell - The Road to Avignon
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A Minstrel stands on a marble stair, Blown by the bright wind, debonair; Below lies the sea, a sapphire floor, Above on the terrace a turret door Fram...
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5.Teatro Bambino. Dublin, N. H.
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How still it is! Sunshine itself here falls In quiet shafts of light through the high trees Which, arching, make a roof above the walls Changing from ...
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6.Roads
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I know a country laced with roads, They join the hills and they span the brooks, They weave like a shuttle between broad fields, And slide discreetly ...
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7.Amy Lowell - Diya {original title is Greek, Delta-iota-psi-alpha}
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Look, Dear, how bright the moonlight is to-night! See where it casts the shadow of that tree Far out upon the grass. And every gust Of light night win...
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8.The Way
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At first a mere thread of a footpath half blotted out by the grasses Sweeping triumphant across it, it wound between hedges of roses Whose blossoms we...
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9."To-morrow to Fresh Woods and Pastures New"
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As for a moment he stands, in hardy masculine beauty, Poised on the fircrested rock, over the pool which below him Gleams in the wavering sunlight, wa...
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10.Summer
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Some men there are who find in nature all Their inspiration, hers the sympathy Which spurs them on to any great endeavor, To them the fields and woods...