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英文经典诗歌:Portrait d'Une Femme
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Your mind and you are our Sargasso Sea,2 v) t3 ~5 f# W+ v5 {& a B
London has swept about you this score years4 x8 X [ i, J8 g. F6 Y: Z
And bright ships left you this or that in fee:
1 n/ w3 `! S" T, o$ V9 F1 M Ideas, old gossip, oddments of all things,
$ s: _- d/ Z0 l Strange spars of knowledge and dimmed wares of price.
_. x5 T! y- v8 ~/ c! U Great minds have sought you- lacking someone else.
|! L6 E0 }3 C You have been second always. Tragical?# A1 u* i" a5 K! @2 `9 q
No. You preferred it to the usual thing:
: v+ ]8 | q6 a$ G" a' ]) w One dull man, dulling and uxorious,
9 @1 `2 t! W2 Q One average mind- with one thought less, each year.
& O& ] f' P+ R% e0 E# Y& K0 I1 r Oh, you are patient, I have seen you sit
4 Y2 b; j& g6 X7 [# P Hours, where something might have floated up.
, M3 H% j# ]7 ^5 _/ e' P* @4 Z And now you pay one. Yes, you richly pay.
- `) X. t! ?. {8 n0 b. R( X5 y You are a person of some interest, one comes to you
) F9 f0 P$ r/ H* U And takes strange gain away:
2 C7 v D, F ^4 d( l Trophies fished up; some curious suggestion;
: [! K3 Q2 }! l. F Fact that leads nowhere; and a tale for two,+ C4 c6 m4 b' C' l; @; g& `; g: D
Pregnant with mandrakes, or with something else
8 V# I5 p3 p' T9 l6 Y* W3 \ That might prove useful and yet never proves,
Z. s4 y% C: w1 z That never fits a corner or shows use,
( g/ i: x2 J% J7 s5 L+ n# X( z Or finds its hour upon the loom of days:2 @" ]5 a7 T+ ?
The tarnished, gaudy, wonderful old work;" \- O* ?2 y8 m7 b, }/ e r0 b
Idols and ambergris and rare inlays,
5 h( m% ^5 \; Z u0 B These are your riches, your great store; and yet
1 Q4 t8 @1 ~4 U) `1 ~; Y2 t" V For all this sea-hoard of deciduous things,
1 H D7 O1 r5 t Strange woods half sodden, and new brighter stuff:
3 M$ H( s3 U- {) D In the slow float of differing light and deep,& q, ~% ?+ j! C6 s& i4 e6 y/ B
No! there is nothing! In the whole and all,3 }+ H* I0 y) S& w
Nothing that's quite your own.: R2 v% A, s. Z8 Y
Yet this is you.
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