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.
/ ~* |% f9 H2 m$ O2 U8 B1 g　　We were hitching a ride out; had been hitching.
1 j7 z# R5 P8 f4 D7 v　　Our suitcase freighted with a few gardening tools lifted from the shed while the old man，
8 [( l1 r2 w: u6 o1 A; {　　old enough，looked away.
　　He who went fishing at night (so he said) carrying in his pail a nest of tiny flame.
: h! ~7 K' I6 X* J1 ^, X2 s8 O) l! l　　We were headed， headed out，we were going in a direction.
; _) W. e) h. h$ D$ p( O　　No tricks or intrigue， just a noisy ineptness.
& Z8 S4 S$ y; M, e- T$ Z( K/ H2 Z　　If that's a word. Beauty， dipped in resin beneath its shag，
　　was always ready with the right curse to recite to our nature.
  D/ w. J2 J' [( C4 B, ^8 ]# p　　It is in us， it is，in the smokehouse in the woods and the old man looked away.
6 i. Q" `" C  u* P" A- G4 S　　Song of experience.
　　There were treads in the snow.
; c9 I" B& l) o" O# T/ [/ h　　We waited for our hitch.
+ {  W4 Z7 I& J  h8 `2 K3 k. u　　There were train tracks which stung with clods of this region's rare clay.
, Q! E7 A( G. |! A! C% ]　　We were boys， boyish， almost girls.
  \6 u5 J' |$ N+ w4 C) s　　Left alone on the roof， we would have dwindled.
　　Incrimination called to us from the city and its fog-blacked lake，
. ^7 Q6 z8 m0 {$ P　　called to us from the salvaged farms beyond the lake，
　　from the wilds beyond that.
　　Guilty was good.
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