寓教于乐。

形式活泼的叙事诗，让我想起京燕介绍过的Maud Muller. 小百灵们的对话尤其灵动，栩栩如生。

这个长篇读起来比你其他的诗作稍微不易上口一些，Story 一节被我拿来练ng音了，发在这儿凑个热闹：


 
The Story:

A long time ago in a far place there lied a vale
Where fresh water flowed and lush green grew
And year in and year out Cardinal and Nightingale
Sang to each other beautiful songs, old and new

They sang the peach, they sang the pear
They sang the green, they sang the rye
They sang the horse, they sang the hare
They sang the rain, they sang the sky

They sang when the dew was waking up the thistle
They sang when clouds were laced with rainbows
They sang when the wind was blowing a whistle
They sang when the sun was writing with willows

They sang when the tail of an eel wrinkled water
They sang when a snake changed into a new leafy gown
They sang when a turtle stood on the back of an otter
They sang when the mountain top sent rocks down

They sang when the moon was round or bent
They sang when a squirrel rolled a spruce cone
They sang when the flower sent out fresh scent
They sang when a sheep scratched himself against a stone

One day flocks of birds flew over and saw
The two birds happily sing like happy lovers
Deciding to conspire against them by writing a new law
Dictating that both birds should sing only for others

Cardinal and Nightingale, taken to court, were made to bow
Before Guards of Willie wagtails of whips
Jury of Swallows of jealous brow
And Judge of Woodpecker of reproving lips

However hard Cardinal and Nightingale explained
The court bellowed loud: "No, no other choice"
With their wings bound and their legs chained
Cardinal and Nightingale cried until they lost their voice

Instantly hail and snow pounding the front of July
Lush green was turned into frozen white
Flowers were withered, and the sun twisted his face awry
Saddened by the Cardinal and Nightingale's plight

O, Cardinal, O, Nightingale!

Heart, residence of love, shattered
Soul, source and strength of life, battered

O, Cardinal, O, Nightingale!

Where was a trace of the sunny June
Where was a trace of Cardinal's melody
Where was a trace of Nightingale's tune?
O, life was but Cruelty's mockery

O, how I wish there were no such a vale
O, how I wish it were only a tale
 

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• Nice reading. Thank you! -youdecide- ♂ (393 bytes) () 07/04/2015 postreply 13:59:14

• Nice. -肖庄- ♀ (225 bytes) () 07/04/2015 postreply 23:20:06

• Thank you for your encouragement. -youdecide- ♂ (0 bytes) () 07/05/2015 postreply 01:41:10