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作者：nunia 在 寒山小径 发贴, 来自 http://www.hjclub.org
from "Wallace Stevens and the symbolist imagination' by Michael Benamou.
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To change nature, not merely to change ideas
To escape from the body, so to feel
Those feelings that the body balks
The feelings of the nature round us here
As a boat feels when it cuts blue water.
*Distance
Were you to cross the world, my dear,
To work or love or fight,
I would be calm and wistful here,
And close my ees at night.
It were a sweet and gallant pain
To be a sea apart;
But, oh, to have ou down the lane
Is bitter to my heart.
* The Evening Primrose
You know the bloom, unearthl white
That none has seen b morning light --
The tender moon, alone may bare
Its beautyy to the secret air.
Who'd venture past its dark retreat
Must kneel, for holy things and sweet.
That blossom mytically blown
No man may gather for his own
Nor touch it, lest it droop and fall
Oh, I am not like that at all!
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Within its vital boundary, in the mind
We say God and the imagination are one...
How high that highest candle lights the dark
Out of this same light, out of the central mind,
we make a dwelling in the evening air,
In which being there together is enough.
作者：nunia 在 寒山小径 发贴, 来自 http://www.hjclub.org |
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