【诗歌】As I walked out one evening-W·H·Auden(抖森朗诵~)

【诗歌】As I walked out one evening-W·H·Auden(抖森朗诵~)

2015-03-24    02'31''

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As I walked out one evening —by W·H·Auden As I walked out one evening,   Walking down Bristol Street,   The crowds upon the pavement   Were fields of harvest wheat.   And down by the brimming river   I heard a lover sing   Under an arch of the railway:   &`&Love has no ending.   &`&I&`&ll love you, dear, I&`&ll love you   Till China and Africa meet,   And the river jumps over the mountain   And the salmon sing in the street,   &`&I&`&ll love you till the ocean   Is folded and hung up to dry   And the seven stars go squawking   Like geese about the sky.   &`&The years shall run like rabbits,   For in my arms I hold   The Flower of the Ages,   And the first love of the world.&`&   But all the clocks in the city   Began to whirr and chime:   &`&O let not Time deceive you,   You cannot conquer Time.   &`&In the burrows of the Nightmare   Where Justice naked is,   Time watches from the shadow   And coughs when you would kiss.   &`&In headaches and in worry   Vaguely life leaks away,   And Time will have his fancy   To-morrow or to-day.   &`&Into many a green valley   Drifts the appalling snow;   Time breaks the threaded dances   And the diver&`&s brilliant bow.   &`&O plunge your hands in water,   Plunge them in up to the wrist;   Stare, stare in the basin   And wonder what you&`&ve missed.   &`&The glacier knocks in the cupboard,   The desert sighs in the bed,   And the crack in the tea-cup opens   A lane to the land of the dead.   &`&Where the beggars raffle the banknotes   And the Giant is enchanting to Jack,   And the Lily-white Boy is a Roarer,   And Jill goes down on her back.   &`&O look, look in the mirror,   O look in your distress:   Life remains a blessing   Although you cannot bless.   &`&O stand, stand at the window   As the tears scald and start;   You shall love your crooked neighbour   With your crooked heart.&`&   It was late, late in the evening,   The lovers they were gone;   The clocks had ceased their chiming,   And the deep river ran on.