精选英文小诗：Lupine Ridge

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　　Long after we are gone，
: V3 E  s, ^- U5 y+ w& W　　Summer will stroke this ridge in blue;
2 c  t( z" ~* e3 U  u　　The hawk still flies above the flowers，
　　Thinking， perhaps， the sky has fallen
　　And back and forth forever he may trace
2 A. z0 }0 _5 q( B　　His shadow on its azure face.
  Z  u  Z8 b7 Q) S# w  d5 b　　Long after we are gone，
　　Evening wind will languish here
　　Between the lupine and the sage
　　To die a little death upon the earth，
9 z0 _# C" o1 A+ Z% `　　As though over the sundown prairies fell
* v& T1 M4 s4 s4 {$ H' X　　A requiem from a bronze-tongued bell.
0 S% H* o8 V' ~* U6 h/ W　　Long after we are gone，
. ~5 k, N- [; w& x4 ~* |　　This ridge will shape the night，
　　Lifting the wine-streaked west，
6 y; {0 h+ y* l& C% L" {　　Shouldering the stars. And always here
2 O( p2 }, H) x- T4 Q1 a/ t　　Lovers will walk under the summer skies
- w" v1 n2 _" g7 f　　Through flowers the color of your eyes.

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