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
4 E4 O6 K3 O! s& C8 `8 z　　Against the canoe's curving side,
) i7 i; B2 h  B% L5 P8 m　　Softly the birch trees rustle
! Y' \7 d9 F3 w2 m( j　　Flinging over us branches wide.
　　Softly the moon glints and glistens
　　As the water takes and leaves,
　　Like golden ears of corn
　　Which fall from loose-bound sheaves,
9 k8 X/ s' c2 F9 j- y% }　　Or like the snow-white petals
　　Which drop from an overblown rose,
　　When Summer ripens to Autumn
　　And the freighted year must close.
# p7 S: T9 o$ U& z0 f7 V　　From the shore come the scents of a garden,
+ S* A0 g! q: J4 Y　　And between a gap in the trees
+ H& n: e! F4 Z* V; M) y　　A proud white statue glimmers
　　In cold, disdainful ease.
　　The child of a southern people,
　　The thought of an alien race,
　　What does she in this pale, northern garden,
　　How reconcile it with her grace?
　　But the moon in her wayward beauty
; N- `& l/ T0 i  b9 k0 Q$ g　　Is ever and always the same,
5 e' }# a# M. L! ?: ~　　As lovely as when upon Latmos
　　She watched till Endymion came.
　　Through the water the moon writes her legends
　　In light, on the smooth, wet sand;
　　They endure for a moment, and vanish,
1 Z$ ]7 z% t/ _1 p& m6 d7 Q' s　　And no one may understand.
# H  k# ]4 Z, @/ r4 G. X; c& |　　All round us the secret of Nature
　　Is telling itself to our sight,
　　We may guess at her meaning but never
5 n" o) T& z% d& ?　　Can know the full mystery of night.
5 \0 s: e7 O- |4 |+ A" `0 `　　But her power of enchantment is on us,
　　We bow to the spell which she weaves,
　　Made up of the murmur of waves
　　And the manifold whisper of leaves.