第68章 THREE QUATRAINS
- Anthology of Massachusetts Poets
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- 2016-03-02 16:21:46
THE CUP
SHE said, "Lift high the cup!"
Of her arm's weariness she gave no sign, But, smiling, raised it up That none might see or guess it held no wine.
THE CUP
SHE said, "Lift high the cup!"
Of her arm's weariness she gave no sign, But, smiling, raised it up That none might see or guess it held no wine.