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第81章
On this long storm the rainbow rose, On this late morn the sun;The clouds, like listless elephants, Horizons straggled down.
The birds rose smiling in their nests, The gales indeed were done;Alas! how heedless were the eyes On whom the summer shone!
The quiet nonchalance of death No daybreak can bestir;The slow archangel's syllables Must awaken her.