一萬多年來,人類馴養過無數物種,但是只有狗和人的感情最為特殊。
電影很美好,裡面有首詩也很美好。
to sleep, to sleep.
the long bright day is done
to sleep, to sleep.
and darkness rises from the fall of the sun
to sleep, to sleep.
whate'er thy joys, they vanish with the day
whate'er thy griefs in sleep they fade away
to sleep, to sleep.
sleep mournful heart ang let the past be past
sleep happy soul all life will sleep at last
to sleep, to sleep...
電影很美好,裡面有首詩也很美好。
to sleep, to sleep.
the long bright day is done
to sleep, to sleep.
and darkness rises from the fall of the sun
to sleep, to sleep.
whate'er thy joys, they vanish with the day
whate'er thy griefs in sleep they fade away
to sleep, to sleep.
sleep mournful heart ang let the past be past
sleep happy soul all life will sleep at last
to sleep, to sleep...
#念诗给岐岐听# aday19
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~ "Diffugere Nives (Horace, Odes 4.7)" - Alfred Edward Housman p2
Thaw follows frost; hard on the heel of spring
Treads summer sure to die, for hard on hers
Comes autumn with his apples scattering;
Then back to wintertide, when nothing stirs.
But oh, whate'er the sky-led seasons mar,
Moon upon moon rebuilds it with her beams;
Come we where Tullus and where Ancus are
And good Aeneas, we are dust and dreams.
12/25 727 42站联合冲榜[憧憬]
~ "Diffugere Nives (Horace, Odes 4.7)" - Alfred Edward Housman p2
Thaw follows frost; hard on the heel of spring
Treads summer sure to die, for hard on hers
Comes autumn with his apples scattering;
Then back to wintertide, when nothing stirs.
But oh, whate'er the sky-led seasons mar,
Moon upon moon rebuilds it with her beams;
Come we where Tullus and where Ancus are
And good Aeneas, we are dust and dreams.
There was a time, I need not name,
Since it will ne'er forgotten be,
When all our feelings were the same
As still my soul hath been to thee.
And from that hour when first thy tongue
Confess'd a love which equall'd mine,
Though many a grief my heart hath wrung,
Unknown, and thus unfelt, by thine,
None, none hath sunk so deep as this---
To think how all that love hath flown;
Transient as every faithless kiss,
But transient in thy breast alone.
And yet my heart some solace knew,
When late I heard thy lips declare,
In accents once imagined true,
Remembrance of the days that were.
Yes! my adored, yet most unkind!
Though thou wilt never love again,
To me 'tis doubly sweet to find
Remembrance of that love remain.
Yes! 'tis a glorious thought to me,
Nor longer shall my soul repine,
Whate'er thou art or e'er shalt be,
Thou hast been dearly, solely mine.
~ There Was A Time, I Need Not Name - Lord Byron
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Since it will ne'er forgotten be,
When all our feelings were the same
As still my soul hath been to thee.
And from that hour when first thy tongue
Confess'd a love which equall'd mine,
Though many a grief my heart hath wrung,
Unknown, and thus unfelt, by thine,
None, none hath sunk so deep as this---
To think how all that love hath flown;
Transient as every faithless kiss,
But transient in thy breast alone.
And yet my heart some solace knew,
When late I heard thy lips declare,
In accents once imagined true,
Remembrance of the days that were.
Yes! my adored, yet most unkind!
Though thou wilt never love again,
To me 'tis doubly sweet to find
Remembrance of that love remain.
Yes! 'tis a glorious thought to me,
Nor longer shall my soul repine,
Whate'er thou art or e'er shalt be,
Thou hast been dearly, solely mine.
~ There Was A Time, I Need Not Name - Lord Byron
Shared Via English Poems Android App. https://t.cn/AiHQzaU0
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