 IN a drear-nighted December, Too happy, happy tree, Thy branches ne'er remember Their green felicity: The north cannot undo them, With a sleety whistle through them; Nor frozen thawings glue them From budding at the prime.  The Living Age - 第291页1897全本阅读 - 图书信息
 | Walter Jackson Bate - 2009 - 784 页
...inanimate to the pain of regret and memory is here treated very differently: In drear-nighted December,8* Too happy, happy tree, Thy branches ne'er remember...frozen thawings glue them From budding at the prime. So with the brook, the diminutive river Mole, that can be content with its "crystal fretting" of ice.... | |
 | 錢鍾書 - 1979 - 432 页
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 | 1983 - 866 页
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