推 Sijan:I little thought it thus could be. 09/18 21:32
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推 kinyu:這本真的很讚 有沒有人能推薦我類似這本的書 09/18 23:34
推 yingtiara:可否請問書中的中文翻譯？很想知道... 09/19 01:20
→ yingtiara:此英文詩是作者自己創作亦或是出自哪裡的呢？ 09/19 01:20
A Lost Love
by Henry Francis Lyte (1793 - 1847)
I meet thy pensive, moonlight face;
Thy thrilling voice I hear;
And former hours and scenes retrace,
Too fleeting, and too dear!
Then sighs and tears flow fast and free,
Though none is nigh to share;
And life has nought beside for me
So sweet as this despair.
There are crush'd hearts that will not break;
And mine, methinks, is one;
Or thus I should not weep and wake,
And thou to slumber gone.
I little thought it thus could be
In days more sad and fair
That earth could have a place for me,
And thou no longer there.
Yet death cannot our hearts divide,
Or make thee less my own:
Twere sweeter sleeping at thy side
Than watching here alone.
Yet never, never can we part,
While Memory holds her reign:
Thine, thine is still this wither'd heart,
Till we shall meet again.
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