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How Do I Love Thee? Let me count the ways. I love thee to the depth and breadth and height My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight For the ends of Being an ideal Grace. I love thee to the level of everyday's Most quiet need, by sun and candlelight. I love thee freely, as men strive for Right; I love thee purely, as they turn from Praise. I love thee with the passion put to use In my old griefs, and with my childhood's faith. I love thee with a love I seemed to lose With my lost saints,--I love thee with the Breath, Smiles, tears, of all my life!--and, if God choose, I shall but love thee better after death. Elizabeth Barret Browning ****************************** 尋尋,覓覓, 冷冷,清清, 悽悽,慘慘,戚戚! 乍暖還寒時候, 最難將息. 三盃兩盞淡酒,怎敵他晚來風急? 雁過也, 正傷心, 卻是舊時相識. 滿地黃花堆積. 憔悴損, 而今有誰堪摘. 守著窗兒, 獨自怎生得黑? 梧桐更兼細雨, 到黃昏, 點點滴滴, 這次第, 只有一個愁字了得. ****************************** The Falling Of The Leaves Autumn is over the long leaves that love us, And over the mice in the barley sheaves; Yellow the leaves of the rowan above us, And yellow the wet wild-strawberry leaves. The hour of the waning of love has beset us, And weary and worn are our sad souls now; Let us patt, ere the season of passion forget us, With a kiss and a tear on thy drooping brow. William Butler Yeats | |