精选英文小诗：Lupine Ridge

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　　Long after we are gone，
: g  f# h9 D" \) Q  p　　Summer will stroke this ridge in blue;
0 p" `* t  o( ]/ o* t* v　　The hawk still flies above the flowers，
3 m% f( u$ v' i; @6 J　　Thinking， perhaps， the sky has fallen
　　And back and forth forever he may trace
　　His shadow on its azure face.
* q6 S5 j6 F- M6 w+ }" k　　Long after we are gone，
8 s/ q3 |( u( B+ w& P9 ?6 J　　Evening wind will languish here
8 m; m* X7 J4 o: @　　Between the lupine and the sage
　　To die a little death upon the earth，
' |) ^/ @/ H6 b2 U　　As though over the sundown prairies fell
　　A requiem from a bronze-tongued bell.
- r1 h- }* X8 u8 Q8 G: @! h　　Long after we are gone，
$ I7 o0 I' c% u) Z1 n8 H8 R! j　　This ridge will shape the night，
9 R& |9 O. I  m' h　　Lifting the wine-streaked west，
7 k7 j, J% \# Q1 x5 I8 W　　Shouldering the stars. And always here
( O  p" n1 U. l' i　　Lovers will walk under the summer skies
　　Through flowers the color of your eyes.

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