摘要:A little black thing among the snow,
Crying! 'weep! weep!' in notes of woe!
'Where are thy father and mother? Say!' -
'They are both gone up to the church to pray.[阅读全文]
摘要:I wander thro’ each charter’d street,
Near where the charter'd Thames does flow,
And mark in every face I meet,
Marks of weakness, marks of woe.[阅读全文]