The day is cold，and dark，and dreary；
It rains，and the wind is never weary；
The vine still clings to the moldering wall，
But at every gust the dead leaves fall，
And the day is dark and dreary.
My life is cold and dark and dreary；
It rains and the wind is n...
She dwelt among the untrodden ways beside the springs of dove.
A maid whom there were none to praise, and very few to love.
A violet by a mossy stone, half hidden from the eye!
Fair as a star, when only one is shining in the sky.
She lived unknown, and fe...
Here surrounding the island there is sea
But what sea
lt‘s always overflowing
says Yes,” thenNo,” then No”again
And No,”saysYes” in blue
in sea spray raging
says No” and No” again
It can‘t be still
It stammers my...
If I could save time in a bottle
the first thing that I‘d like to do
is to save every day until eternity passes away
just to spend them with you
if I could make days last forever
if words could make wishes come true
I‘d save every day like a treasure and ...
Who has seen the wind?
谁曾见过风的面貌？
Neither I nor you;
谁也没见过，不论你或我；
But when the leaves hang trembling,
但在树叶震动之际，
The wind is passing through.
风正从那里吹过。
Who has seen the wind?
谁曾见过风的面孔？
Neither you nor I;
谁也没见过，不论你或我；
But when the trees bow down...
Twinkle, twinkle, little star!
How I wonder what you are,
Up above the world so high,
Like a diamond in the sky.
When the blazing sun is gone,
When he nothing shines upon,
Then you show your little light,
Twinkle, twinkle all the night.
The dark blue sky ...
THE sky is low, the clouds are mean
A travelling flake of snow
Across a barn or through a rut
Debates if it will go
A narrow wind complains all day
How some one treated him
Nature, like us, is sometimes caught
Without her diadem
天低又复云暗，
飞过雪花一片。
穿越车辙马圈，
去留...
My soul is dark － Oh！ quickly string!
The harp I yet can brook to hear；
And let thy gentle fingers fling
Its melting murmurs o‘er mine ear.
If in this heart a hope be dear，
That sound shall charm it forth again：
If in these eyes there lurk a tear，
Twill f...
Through winter-time we call on spring
And through the spring on summer call
And when abounding hedges ring
Declare that winter‘s best of all
And after that there ‘s nothing good
Because the spring-time has not come
Nor know that what disturbs our blood
Is...
If you forget me
I want you to know one thing
You know how this is
If I look at the crystal moon
at the red branch
of the slow autumn at my window
lf I touch near the fire
the mpalpable ash
or the wrinkled body of the log
Evervthing carrie‘s me to you
As ...
