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Heard melodies are sweet, but those unheard [00:01.76]听得见的乐声虽好,但若听不见 [00:03.53]Are sweeter; therefore, ye soft pipes, play on; [00:05.41]却更美;所以,吹吧,柔情的风笛; [00:07.29]Not to the sensual ear, bu
Ode on a Grecian Urn THOU still unravish'd bride of quietness, Thou foster-child of Silence and slow Time, Sylvan historian, who canst thus express A flowery tale more sweetly than our rhyme: What leaf-fringed legend haunts about thy shape Of deities
Look not in my eyes, for fear They mirror true the sight I see, And there you find your face too clear And love it and be lost like me, One the long nights through must lie Spent in star-defeated sighs, But why should you as well as I Perish? gaze no
What is your substance, whereof are you made, That millions of strange shadows on you tend? 你的本质是什么?由什么材料构成,为何有千万个他者之影侍奉在你身边? Since every one hath, every one, one shade, 既然每一个人