经典英文诗精选：Loon Point

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经典英文诗精选：Loon Point　　Softly the water ripples
　　Against the canoe's curving side,
/ p# K) s" B3 |! P　　Softly the birch trees rustle
- O& V- F% c0 I' a2 S　　Flinging over us branches wide.
　　Softly the moon glints and glistens
　　As the water takes and leaves,
　　Like golden ears of corn
　　Which fall from loose-bound sheaves,
　　Or like the snow-white petals
2 h& t: m( i  ?5 s6 C" P4 l　　Which drop from an overblown rose,
  p9 I! L& K, }1 B5 R. `0 h  A　　When Summer ripens to Autumn
8 {2 z7 M: j. E& o+ P　　And the freighted year must close.
　　From the shore come the scents of a garden,
　　And between a gap in the trees
+ a: C& ^- M7 f( d6 d9 z3 b　　A proud white statue glimmers
- r2 B3 F, u# U) k1 E9 U/ |+ V5 r　　In cold, disdainful ease.
　　The child of a southern people,
) R0 F' d* i' W  K. D　　The thought of an alien race,
0 H" v: Z1 c& u* T+ _& _" W　　What does she in this pale, northern garden,
　　How reconcile it with her grace?
　　But the moon in her wayward beauty
$ I1 y: G! R+ ^6 X& Y" ~* L0 h　　Is ever and always the same,
　　As lovely as when upon Latmos
4 X, K* i/ [9 h4 [　　She watched till Endymion came.
　　Through the water the moon writes her legends
* Z& c2 P% V1 p) z; `( H　　In light, on the smooth, wet sand;
　　They endure for a moment, and vanish,
　　And no one may understand.
' `. }1 z( H8 h% j3 `" o0 a　　All round us the secret of Nature
　　Is telling itself to our sight,
9 q6 G  K, P1 o. F0 Z* ]) t　　We may guess at her meaning but never
! W) `* k' U. e6 l. g　　Can know the full mystery of night.
　　But her power of enchantment is on us,
: ]8 m; D( [3 W) w' V　　We bow to the spell which she weaves,
　　Made up of the murmur of waves
# }% d+ f( G( B/ y0 O/ C: s　　And the manifold whisper of leaves.

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