精美英文小诗：My Picture Left in Scotland

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　　I now think love is rather deaf，than blind，
　　For else it could not be，
　　That she，
( c3 ]0 U: l& x1 ~, G! m　　Whom I adore so much，should so slight me，
8 t$ H& x, D3 L+ }- [  k　　And cast my love behind：
# K, F) M0 H! G　　I'm sure my language was as sweet，
8 t! M0 [+ Y8 q) g2 ]　　And every close did meet
  M7 c, x2 A  Q　　In sentence of as subtle feet
　　As hath the youngest he，
/ c9 l( K% A$ W　　That sits in shadow of Apollo's tree.
　　Oh， but my conscious fears，
　　That fly my thoughts between，
& S' |+ ~* t6 r9 U/ V" |1 @/ }　　Tell me that she hath seen
$ c- d% y4 L* `. @" \& S　　My hundreds of gray hairs，
　　Told seven and forty years，
$ a; Q' W% b1 ]2 e　　Read so much waist， as she cannot embrace
+ M1 t+ ~4 l- n) Z4 d+ U　　My mountain belly and my rock face，
　　As all these， through her eyes， have stopt her ears.