精选英文小诗：Lupine Ridge

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　　Long after we are gone，
; B! W  J: g% {4 }- h　　Summer will stroke this ridge in blue;
　　The hawk still flies above the flowers，
2 ~7 c" x! m3 a  p, ^4 J　　Thinking， perhaps， the sky has fallen
! O0 o9 O7 I6 u" [　　And back and forth forever he may trace
　　His shadow on its azure face.
( \' E" L6 T' K" D' v% L　　Long after we are gone，
# R9 n0 q( v4 b% z  W, l* G　　Evening wind will languish here
　　Between the lupine and the sage
2 g5 Q3 r9 o' B; v6 N6 c4 S6 d　　To die a little death upon the earth，
　　As though over the sundown prairies fell
8 d& @+ E( ^( G+ x/ N' f# ]7 N　　A requiem from a bronze-tongued bell.
　　Long after we are gone，
- i0 P" s3 z9 _, C% c　　This ridge will shape the night，
　　Lifting the wine-streaked west，
: U% V3 v2 T. D: g8 g3 F% x+ K　　Shouldering the stars. And always here
2 S! Q* g* [, J　　Lovers will walk under the summer skies
　　Through flowers the color of your eyes.
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