精选英文小诗：Lupine Ridge

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　　Long after we are gone，
　　Summer will stroke this ridge in blue;
* Z  N) d/ u6 ]. Y　　The hawk still flies above the flowers，
　　Thinking， perhaps， the sky has fallen
　　And back and forth forever he may trace
3 v; n% N) ]. y9 G, j" [5 n9 s& l6 j　　His shadow on its azure face.
+ f5 n- r- Z6 Y( A$ g* W( x7 u8 p　　Long after we are gone，
6 J) D! Q3 S" S9 R　　Evening wind will languish here
' C! r( w( g9 m$ W- \0 C$ U) T( G( i　　Between the lupine and the sage
　　To die a little death upon the earth，
* x! u; K2 w" F/ R" a& k　　As though over the sundown prairies fell
　　A requiem from a bronze-tongued bell.
　　Long after we are gone，
' G8 H- F, o1 w; V　　This ridge will shape the night，
0 v2 K$ y5 E4 |; p　　Lifting the wine-streaked west，
* |# y. N$ M: R/ L4 ^+ f; Q　　Shouldering the stars. And always here
0 w& i/ g$ H9 B" Z7 m, p　　Lovers will walk under the summer skies
　　Through flowers the color of your eyes.