精选英文诗歌1

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精选英文诗歌1　　Beauty in its winter slippers pproached us by degrees on the gravel path.
. Z: n2 G6 ^- b* |) J　　We were hitching a ride out; had been hitching.
1 ]2 I+ G9 @% ~* s2 l: T* }# d　　Our suitcase freighted with a few gardening tools lifted from the shed while the old man，
# O9 L+ n! n6 u$ N. O! r& X　　old enough，looked away.
　　He who went fishing at night (so he said) carrying in his pail a nest of tiny flame.
　　We were headed， headed out，we were going in a direction.
　　No tricks or intrigue， just a noisy ineptness.
3 ~  t: L  d, f- c' z$ p+ K　　If that's a word. Beauty， dipped in resin beneath its shag，
/ b4 s% O% E+ S5 \% n5 }* S　　was always ready with the right curse to recite to our nature.
6 I$ {* G/ \# @" D4 X$ T) }, ~　　It is in us， it is，in the smokehouse in the woods and the old man looked away.
8 m0 R0 j$ |- P4 _3 F　　Song of experience.
　　There were treads in the snow.
3 q7 ]7 f8 q1 w$ K, A　　We waited for our hitch.
　　There were train tracks which stung with clods of this region's rare clay.
) D8 i: T# x9 Q5 W# o) q　　We were boys， boyish， almost girls.
　　Left alone on the roof， we would have dwindled.
8 d% M9 A# V2 L4 B$ }　　Incrimination called to us from the city and its fog-blacked lake，
% G' _3 v9 j) M) y- k6 t. e　　called to us from the salvaged farms beyond the lake，
. M' l& k5 U5 C　　from the wilds beyond that.
　　Guilty was good.