国外英文小诗精选：The Garden

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国外英文小诗精选：The Garden　　Like a skien of loose silk blown against a wall
　　She walks by the railing of a path in Kensington Gardens,
　　And she is dying piece-meal
　　of a sort of emotional anaemia.
　　And round about there is a rabble
+ p8 ~9 }5 }0 `+ _) \2 k　　Of the filthy, sturdy, unkillable infants of the very poor.
　　They shall inherit the earth.
　　In her is the end of breeding.
　　Her boredom is exquisite and excessive.
( d. f- {. k' I! g, n0 C9 Y' B　　She would like some one to speak to her,
' O: t5 A! C3 i0 U2 h+ P　　And is almost afraid that I
. ^. ^. U7 \2 |* h1 {　　will commit that indiscretion.
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