精选英文小诗：Lupine Ridge

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　　Long after we are gone，
4 ?8 x+ J  z; l; b+ A( B, O$ G　　Summer will stroke this ridge in blue;
　　The hawk still flies above the flowers，
　　Thinking， perhaps， the sky has fallen
　　And back and forth forever he may trace
, [: H2 i7 K  A% b4 h% N* O　　His shadow on its azure face.
/ h7 f8 o2 U- c$ |9 C! }　　Long after we are gone，
　　Evening wind will languish here
　　Between the lupine and the sage
* h% ~( W# U& D9 g7 j　　To die a little death upon the earth，
　　As though over the sundown prairies fell
$ m& s4 \$ a; u) U1 T　　A requiem from a bronze-tongued bell.
' H, O0 h  x/ G5 O7 A. S% T3 A　　Long after we are gone，
. N1 L5 F- X  H8 W9 Q# U; x6 g　　This ridge will shape the night，
* L6 N# E; _4 S　　Lifting the wine-streaked west，
9 s# e0 p9 O4 J  x5 x- q9 |; z- E　　Shouldering the stars. And always here
　　Lovers will walk under the summer skies
　　Through flowers the color of your eyes.
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