精选英文小诗：Lupine Ridge

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　　Long after we are gone，
& Z+ t! r0 n% L" `) _5 g( Y& v　　Summer will stroke this ridge in blue;
3 R) `3 ?. i  s0 k5 x8 Y　　The hawk still flies above the flowers，
　　Thinking， perhaps， the sky has fallen
　　And back and forth forever he may trace
% v( h& h" B6 Y, O' s8 h1 R　　His shadow on its azure face.
( X, _  h% k2 t. V　　Long after we are gone，
# U& w* e( }3 X% T　　Evening wind will languish here
+ j2 T" E* d# f　　Between the lupine and the sage
. h) O0 U% `* k- `0 o, P- o　　To die a little death upon the earth，
　　As though over the sundown prairies fell
1 K0 a' [4 d- G! m7 J　　A requiem from a bronze-tongued bell.
　　Long after we are gone，
6 _. J4 p7 t- y# m* t& b- X; C　　This ridge will shape the night，
　　Lifting the wine-streaked west，
　　Shouldering the stars. And always here
　　Lovers will walk under the summer skies
　　Through flowers the color of your eyes.
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