spring and fall# EnglishChat - 鸟语花香
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M鏡GAR僒, 噐e you gr抏ving
Over Goldengrove unleaving?
Le噕es, l択e the things of man, you
With your fresh thoughts care for, can you?
oh! 噑 the heart grows older
It will come to such sights colder
By and by, nor spare a sigh
Though worlds of wanwood leafmeal lie;
And yet you w抣l weep and know why.
Now no matter, child, the name:
S梤row's spr抧gs 噐e the same.
Nor mouth had, no nor mind, expressed
What heart heard of, ghost guessed:
It 抯 the blight man was born for,
It is Margaret you mourn for.
Over Goldengrove unleaving?
Le噕es, l択e the things of man, you
With your fresh thoughts care for, can you?
oh! 噑 the heart grows older
It will come to such sights colder
By and by, nor spare a sigh
Though worlds of wanwood leafmeal lie;
And yet you w抣l weep and know why.
Now no matter, child, the name:
S梤row's spr抧gs 噐e the same.
Nor mouth had, no nor mind, expressed
What heart heard of, ghost guessed:
It 抯 the blight man was born for,
It is Margaret you mourn for.