[00:00.00]90听音乐网 www.90T8.com [00:02.22]My heart aches,and a drowsy numbness pains [00:06.36]My sense,as though of hemlock I had drunk, [00:09.27]Or emptied some dull opiate to the drains [00:13.83]One minute past,and Lethe-wards had sunk: [00:17.96]'Tis not through envy of thy happy lot, [00:22.19]But being too happy in thine happiness,-- [00:25.01]That thou,light winged Dryad of the trees, [00:27.74]In some melodious plot [00:29.36]Of beechen green,and shadows numberless [00:32.96]Singest of summer in full-throated ease. [00:38.32]O,for a draught of vintage! That hath been [00:42.34]Cool'd a long age in the deep-delved earth, [00:46.96]Tasting of Flora and the country green, [00:50.32]Dance,and Provencal song,and sun-burnt mirth! [00:55.51]O,for a beaker full of the warm South, [00:58.99]Full of the true,the blushful Hippocrene, [01:01.60]With beaded bubbles winking at the brim, [01:04.63]And purple stained mouth; [01:06.79]That I might drink,and leave the world unseen, [01:10.84]And with thee fade away into the forest dim: [01:12.94]Fade far away,dissolve,and quite forget [01:22.41]What thou among the leaves hast never known, [01:25.23]The weariness,the fever,and the fret [01:30.53]Here,where men sit and hear each other groan; [01:34.53]Where palsy shakes a few,sad,last gray hairs, [01:40.27]Where youth grows pale,and spectre-thin,and dies; [01:45.79]Where but to think is to be full of sorrow [01:48.86]And leaden-eyed despairs, [01:52.87]Where beauty cannot keep her lustrous eyes, [01:56.08]Or new Love pine at them beyond tomorrow [02:01.03]Away!away!for I will fly to thee, [02:05.26]Not charioted by Bacchus and his pards, [02:08.23]But on the viewless wings of Poesy, [02:10.72]Though the dull brain perplexes and retards: [02:15.97]Already with thee!tender is the night, [02:19.73]And haply the Queen-Moon is on her throne, [02:23.96]Cluster'd around by all her starry Fays; [02:27.77]But here there is no light, [02:31.51]Save what from heaven is with the breezes blown [02:34.21]Through verdurous glooms and winding mossy ways. [02:39.31]I cannot see what flowers are at my feet, [02:42.40]Nor what soft incense hangs upon the boughs, [02:46.80]But ,in embalmed darkness,guess each sweet [02:50.22]Wherewith the seasonable month endows [02:52.53]The grass,the thicket,and the fruit-tree wild; [02:57.11]White hawthorn,and the pastoral eglantine; [03:01.24]Fast fading violets cover'd up in leaves; [03:05.14]And mid-May's eldest child, [03:07.00]The coming musk-rose,full of dewy wine, [03:12.29]The murmurous haunt of flies on summer eves. [03:17.13]Darkling I listen;and ,for many a time [03:21.32]I have been half in love with easeful Death [03:25.22]Call'd him soft names in many a mused rime [03:28.64]To take into the air my quiet breath; [03:34.18]Now more than ever seems it rich to die, [03:38.35]To cease upon the midnight with no pain, [03:42.46]While thou art pouring forth thy soul abroad [03:45.95]In such an ecstasy! [03:49.55]Still wouldst thou sing,and I have ears in vain— [03:55.12]To thy high requiem become a sod. [04:01.48]Thou wast not born for death,immortal Bird! [04:05.41]No hungry generations tread thee down; [04:09.01]The voice I hear this passing night was heard [04:12.25]In ancient days by emperor and clown: [04:13.69]Perhaps the self-same song that found a path [04:18.77]Through the sad heart of Ruth,when,sick for home, [04:21.95]She stood in tears amid the alien corn; [04:24.84]The same that oft-times hath， [04:27.96]Charm'd magic casement,opening on the foam [04:31.47]Of perilous seas,in faery lands forlorn. [04:36.55]Forlorn! the very word is like a bell [04:39.95]To toll me back from thee to my sole self! [04:44.84]Adieu! The fancy cannot cheat so well [04:48.11]As she is fam'd to do,deceiving elf. [04:51.36]Adieu! adieu! Thy plaintive anthem fades [04:56.61]Past the near meadows,over the still stream, [05:00.06]Up the hill-side; and now 'tis buried deep [05:02.61]In the next valley-glades: [05:05.95]Was it a vision,or a waking dream? [05:16.02]undefined
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[00:00.00]90听音乐网 www.90T8.com[00:02.22]My heart aches,and a drowsy numbness pains
[00:06.36]My sense,as though of hemlock I had drunk,
[00:09.27]Or emptied some dull opiate to the drains
[00:13.83]One minute past,and Lethe-wards had sunk:
[00:17.96]'Tis not through envy of thy happy lot,
[00:22.19]But being too happy in thine happiness,--
[00:25.01]That thou,light winged Dryad of the trees,
[00:27.74]In some melodious plot
[00:29.36]Of beechen green,and shadows numberless
[00:32.96]Singest of summer in full-throated ease.
[00:38.32]O,for a draught of vintage! That hath been
[00:42.34]Cool'd a long age in the deep-delved earth,
[00:46.96]Tasting of Flora and the country green,
[00:50.32]Dance,and Provencal song,and sun-burnt mirth!
[00:55.51]O,for a beaker full of the warm South,
[00:58.99]Full of the true,the blushful Hippocrene,
[01:01.60]With beaded bubbles winking at the brim,
[01:04.63]And purple stained mouth;
[01:06.79]That I might drink,and leave the world unseen,
[01:10.84]And with thee fade away into the forest dim:
[01:12.94]Fade far away,dissolve,and quite forget
[01:22.41]What thou among the leaves hast never known,
[01:25.23]The weariness,the fever,and the fret
[01:30.53]Here,where men sit and hear each other groan;
[01:34.53]Where palsy shakes a few,sad,last gray hairs,
[01:40.27]Where youth grows pale,and spectre-thin,and dies;
[01:45.79]Where but to think is to be full of sorrow
[01:48.86]And leaden-eyed despairs,
[01:52.87]Where beauty cannot keep her lustrous eyes,
[01:56.08]Or new Love pine at them beyond tomorrow
[02:01.03]Away!away!for I will fly to thee,
[02:05.26]Not charioted by Bacchus and his pards,
[02:08.23]But on the viewless wings of Poesy,
[02:10.72]Though the dull brain perplexes and retards:
[02:15.97]Already with thee!tender is the night,
[02:19.73]And haply the Queen-Moon is on her throne,
[02:23.96]Cluster'd around by all her starry Fays;
[02:27.77]But here there is no light,
[02:31.51]Save what from heaven is with the breezes blown
[02:34.21]Through verdurous glooms and winding mossy ways.
[02:39.31]I cannot see what flowers are at my feet,
[02:42.40]Nor what soft incense hangs upon the boughs,
[02:46.80]But ,in embalmed darkness,guess each sweet
[02:50.22]Wherewith the seasonable month endows
[02:52.53]The grass,the thicket,and the fruit-tree wild;
[02:57.11]White hawthorn,and the pastoral eglantine;
[03:01.24]Fast fading violets cover'd up in leaves;
[03:05.14]And mid-May's eldest child,
[03:07.00]The coming musk-rose,full of dewy wine,
[03:12.29]The murmurous haunt of flies on summer eves.
[03:17.13]Darkling I listen;and ,for many a time
[03:21.32]I have been half in love with easeful Death
[03:25.22]Call'd him soft names in many a mused rime
[03:28.64]To take into the air my quiet breath;
[03:34.18]Now more than ever seems it rich to die,
[03:38.35]To cease upon the midnight with no pain,
[03:42.46]While thou art pouring forth thy soul abroad
[03:45.95]In such an ecstasy!
[03:49.55]Still wouldst thou sing,and I have ears in vain—
[03:55.12]To thy high requiem become a sod.
[04:01.48]Thou wast not born for death,immortal Bird!
[04:05.41]No hungry generations tread thee down;
[04:09.01]The voice I hear this passing night was heard
[04:12.25]In ancient days by emperor and clown:
[04:13.69]Perhaps the self-same song that found a path
[04:18.77]Through the sad heart of Ruth,when,sick for home,
[04:21.95]She stood in tears amid the alien corn;
[04:24.84]The same that oft-times hath，
[04:27.96]Charm'd magic casement,opening on the foam
[04:31.47]Of perilous seas,in faery lands forlorn.
[04:36.55]Forlorn! the very word is like a bell
[04:39.95]To toll me back from thee to my sole self!
[04:44.84]Adieu! The fancy cannot cheat so well
[04:48.11]As she is fam'd to do,deceiving elf.
[04:51.36]Adieu! adieu! Thy plaintive anthem fades
[04:56.61]Past the near meadows,over the still stream,
[05:00.06]Up the hill-side; and now 'tis buried deep
[05:02.61]In the next valley-glades:
[05:05.95]Was it a vision,or a waking dream?
[05:16.02]undefined
