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共 38 段- Somewhere beneath the sun,
- My Daphne's hair is twisted gold,
- She's neither proud nor saucy yet,
- Could I find a place to be alone with heaven,
- Silence in love bewrays more woe
- Love in thy youth, fair maid, be wise,
- You are the heart of every gleam of glory,
- Oh, for an hour as the day advances,
- And yet whatever house I find
- Yestreen, when to the trembling string
- My lyre I tune, my voice I raise;
- 'Twas a Jacqueminot rose
- Just in the nick the cook knocked thrice,
- "I long wooed your daughter, my suit you denied; -
- And I've preached the word I know,
- I held her hand, the pledge of bliss,
- That's my last Duchess painted on the wall,
- Sing again the song you sung
- I thought of the dress that she wore last time,
- Oh! all my heart went out to him,
- True, a new mistress now I chase,
- The past is fled and gone, and gone,
- There lies a crowded life ahead
- All spring through they falter and follow,
- It was the autumn of the year;
- But still she wailed, "I pray thee, let me go!
- And he has ridden o'er field and fell,
- So tired, so tired, my heart and I!
- Ah, dream too bright to last!
- Wid betther lives, wid betther men,
- I am sure he knew when he held me fast,
- Oh, if you love her,
- Now all is done: bring home the bride again;
- "Your man's a frail man, was ne'er a hale man,
- Meantime thou hast her, earth: much good
- XVIII
- My love for thee doth march like armed men,
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