treespinesthe slow measure of the chanted war song……the storm cloud,dull throbbing black against the sky……the lover constant though unloved.poplarsstatuesque cold-eyed womenin smooth,caress-inviting green silken...

Remember me when I am gone away,Gone far away into thesilent land.When you can no more hold me by the hand,Nor I half turn to go yet turning stay....

There must be somethingupon the hill, when crescent whispers to shadows, trees stretch each tip, and owls halt on the branches. There must be somethingin the breeze, when misty May breathes fragrance, windows half open,...

Valentine day You are supposed to buy a rose in such pink atmosphere; I wonder if roses bloom only for us. the store owner winks, afterwards, you can return them....

So often, when I'm alone with my thoughts,I feel your presence enter melike the morning sun's early light,filling my memories and dreams of uswith a warm and clear radiance....

Proud Maisie is in the wood,Walking so early;Sweet Robin sits on the bush,Singing so rarely."tell me, thou bonny bird,when shall I marry me?when six braw gentlemenkirkward shall carry ye....

The day is cold,and dark,and dreary;天冷、陰暗、沉悶；It rains,and the wind is never weary;下著雨，風(fēng)也刮個(gè)不停；The vine still clings to the moldering wall,藤還攀附著頹垣殘壁，But at every gust the dead leaves...

春的飛逝Richard Henry Stoddard/理查德.亨利.斯托達(dá)德There are gains for all our losses. 我們失去的一切都能得到補(bǔ)償，There are balms for all our pain;我們所有的痛苦都能得到安慰；But when youth,the dream,departs...