As ImperceptiblyAs Grief
2022-05-30 10:48:04EmilyDickinson
語(yǔ)數(shù)外學(xué)習(xí)·初中版 2022年7期
Emily Dickinson
The summer lapsed away，
Too imperceptible， at last，
To seem like perfidy.
A quietness distilled，
As twilight long begun，
Or Nature， spending with herself
Sequestered afternoon.
The dusk drew earlier in，
The morning foreign shone，
A courteous， yet harrowing grace，
As guest who would be gone.
And thus， without a wing，
Or service of a keel，
Our summer made her light escape
Into the beautiful.
