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发表于 2005-10-5 18:00 | 显示全部楼层 |阅读模式
Place me on Sunium's marbled steep,
          Where nothing, save the waves and I,
        May hear our mutual murmurs sweep;
          There, swan -like, let me sing and die:
        A land of slaves shall ne'er be mine -
        Dash down yon cup of Samian wine!

                                                Lord Byron
I no longer have to do without now,
all colors are translated
into sounds and smells.
And they ring infinitely sweet
like tones.
why should I need a book?
The wind leafs through the tree;
and I know what passes there for words,
and sometimes repeat them softly.
And death, who plucks eye like flowers,
doesn't find my eyes...

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 楼主| 发表于 2005-10-5 18:01 | 显示全部楼层
I no longer have to do without now,
all colors are translated
into sounds and smells.
And they ring infinitely sweet
like tones.
why should I need a book?
The wind leafs through the tree;
and I know what passes there for words,
and sometimes repeat them softly.
And death, who plucks eye like flowers,
doesn't find my eyes...
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 楼主| 发表于 2005-10-5 18:01 | 显示全部楼层
I no longer have to do without now,
all colors are translated
into sounds and smells.
And they ring infinitely sweet
like tones.
why should I need a book?
The wind leafs through the tree;
and I know what passes there for words,
and sometimes repeat them softly.
And death, who plucks eye like flowers,
doesn't find my eyes...
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 楼主| 发表于 2005-10-5 18:01 | 显示全部楼层
I no longer have to do without now,
all colors are translated
into sounds and smells.
And they ring infinitely sweet
like tones.
why should I need a book?
The wind leafs through the tree;
and I know what passes there for words,
and sometimes repeat them softly.
And death, who plucks eye like flowers,
doesn't find my eyes...
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 楼主| 发表于 2005-10-5 18:01 | 显示全部楼层
I no longer have to do without now,
all colors are translated
into sounds and smells.
And they ring infinitely sweet
like tones.
why should I need a book?
The wind leafs through the tree;
and I know what passes there for words,
and sometimes repeat them softly.
And death, who plucks eye like flowers,
doesn't find my eyes...
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 楼主| 发表于 2005-10-5 18:02 | 显示全部楼层
I no longer have to do without now,
all colors are translated
into sounds and smells.
And they ring infinitely sweet
like tones.
why should I need a book?
The wind leafs through the tree;
and I know what passes there for words,
and sometimes repeat them softly.
And death, who plucks eye like flowers,
doesn't find my eyes...
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 楼主| 发表于 2005-10-5 18:02 | 显示全部楼层
I no longer have to do without now,
all colors are translated
into sounds and smells.
And they ring infinitely sweet
like tones.
why should I need a book?
The wind leafs through the tree;
and I know what passes there for words,
and sometimes repeat them softly.
And death, who plucks eye like flowers,
doesn't find my eyes...
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发表于 2005-10-5 18:06 | 显示全部楼层
舒尼恩岬!哎!希腊真是令人向往!
Tout ce qui est vrai est démontrable.
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