精美英文小诗：My Picture Left in Scotland

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　　I now think love is rather deaf，than blind，
- j# q5 `  Y: w# K2 ^! F　　For else it could not be，
. A/ ]( [, D: P8 p9 ^% Z　　That she，
　　Whom I adore so much，should so slight me，
　　And cast my love behind：
7 }; x4 v; n+ c) o6 h　　I'm sure my language was as sweet，
. d2 G( ^# O+ e& ^* F- R8 y! C) G　　And every close did meet
　　In sentence of as subtle feet
. H: Q3 [2 }3 d+ }" B9 j' F　　As hath the youngest he，
　　That sits in shadow of Apollo's tree.
) M" r0 t( G4 y　　Oh， but my conscious fears，
　　That fly my thoughts between，
　　Tell me that she hath seen
  X, R1 X& ^' a# }: }　　My hundreds of gray hairs，
7 @6 V7 _6 @( V　　Told seven and forty years，
　　Read so much waist， as she cannot embrace
　　My mountain belly and my rock face，
　　As all these， through her eyes， have stopt her ears.