默入嘆息作者: 粘利文 时间: 2007-8-4 13:25 标题: Madrigal O lurcher-loving collier,black as night,
follow your love across the smokeless hill;
Your lamp is out and all the cages still;
course for her heart and do not miss,
For Sunday soon is past and,Kate,fly not so fast,
For Monday comes when none may kiss:
Be marble to his soot,and to his black be white.