摘要:Yet, love, mere love, is beautiful indeed And worthy of acceptation. Fire is bright, Let temple burn, or flax. And equal light Leaps in the flame from cedar-plank or weed.[阅读全文]

摘要:Can it be right to give what I can give? To let thee sit beneath the fall of tears As salt as mine, and hear the sighing years Re-sighing on my lips renunciative Through those infrequent smiles wh[阅读全文]

摘要:The face of all the world is changed, I think, Since first I heard of the footsteps of thy soul Move still, oh, still, beside me, as they stole betwixt me and the dreadful outer brink Of obvious d[阅读全文]

摘要:Go from me. Yet I feel that I shall stand Henceforward in thy shadow. Nevermore Alone upon the threshold of my door Of individual life, I shall command The uses of my soul, nor lift my hand Seren[阅读全文]

摘要:That's my last Duchess painted on the wall, Looking as if she were alive. I call That piece a wonder, now: Fr Pandolf's hands Worked busily a day, and there she stands.[阅读全文]

摘要:All's over, then: does truth sound bitter As one at first believes? Hark, 'tis the sparrows' good-night twitter About your cottage eaves![阅读全文]

摘要:Oh, to be in England Now that April's there, And whoever wakes in England Sees, some morning, unaware, That the lowest boughs and the brushwood sheaf Round the elm-tree bole are in tiny lea[阅读全文]

摘要:The grey sea and the long black land; And the yellow half-moon large and low; And the startled little waves that leap In fiery ringlets from their sleep, As I gain the cove with pushing prow, And[阅读全文]