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英语阅读 • 2020-04-20 9:48 PM • 240 views 在脑中这乳白小室里，竟可以同时拥有，上帝的天堂和地狱
Could we dig up this long-buried treasure,Were it worth the pleasure,We never could learn love's song,Could the passionate past that is fledCould we live it all over again,I remember we used to meetAnd you warbled each pretty wordAnd your voice had a quaver in it,And shook, as the blackbird's throatAnd your eyes, they were green and greyWhen I stooped and kissed；And your mouth, it would never smileThen it rippled all over with laughterYou were always afraid of a shower,I remember you started and ranI remember I never could catch you,For no one could match you,You had wonderful, luminous, fleet,Little wings to your feet．I remember your hair - did I tie it?Like a tangled sunbeam of gold：I remember so well the room,That beat at the dripping paneAnd the colour of your gown,And two yellow satin bowsFrom your shoulders rose．And the handkerchief of French laceWhich you held to your faceHad a small tear left a stain?On your hand as it waved adieuThere were veins of blue；In your voice as it said good-byeYou have only wasted your life．(Ah, that was the knife!)When I rushed through the garden gateCould we live it over again,Could the passionate past that is fledWell, if my heart must break,Dear love, for your sake,It will break in music, I know,But strange that I was not told 
