发信人: evilangelakasha(丽蒂雅)
整理人: roy_young(2001-06-12 02:55:42), 站内信件
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As often-times the too resplendent sun
Hurries the pallid and reluctant moon
Back to her sombre cave, ere she hath won
A single ballad from a nightingale
So doth thy beauty make my lips to fail,
And all my sweetest singing out of tune.
And as at dawn across the level mead
On wings impetuous some wind will come,
And with its too harsh kisses break the reed
Which was its only instrument of song,
So my too stormy passions work me wrong,
And for excess of Love my Love is dumb.
But surely unto Thee mine eyes did show
Why I am silent, and my lute unstrung;
Else it were better we should part, and go,
Thou to some lips of sweeter melody,
And I to nurse the barren memory
Of unkissed kisses, and songs never sung.
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I never had a dream come true, until the day that I found
you. Even though I pretended that I moved on, you have
always been the one... I never found the words to say -
you're the one i think about each day. And i know that no
matter where love takes me to, a part of me will always be with you...
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