精美英文小诗：My Picture Left in Scotland

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　　I now think love is rather deaf，than blind，
　　For else it could not be，
　　That she，
　　Whom I adore so much，should so slight me，
　　And cast my love behind：
　　I'm sure my language was as sweet，
　　And every close did meet
8 |, a$ ?' g# x# c. V　　In sentence of as subtle feet
* @" z, T% S4 m3 D　　As hath the youngest he，
/ c! m* b7 l' K' t9 J: }　　That sits in shadow of Apollo's tree.
　　Oh， but my conscious fears，
; c1 r( A3 Z0 c　　That fly my thoughts between，
! b0 N6 f  W8 u$ s. Z　　Tell me that she hath seen
　　My hundreds of gray hairs，
# n5 ]9 F3 e- @, n; a( ]　　Told seven and forty years，
　　Read so much waist， as she cannot embrace
! m5 b- C4 y4 [. J　　My mountain belly and my rock face，
　　As all these， through her eyes， have stopt her ears.