a dome of many-coloured glass(多彩玻璃顶)-第2章
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along the green and foam…flecked hollows； Or skimming some white crest
about to break； The spirits of the sky deigning to stoop And play with
ocean in a summer mood。 Hanging above the high； wide open door； It
brings to us in quiet； firelit room； The freedom of the earth's vast solitudes；
Where heaping； sunny waves tumble and roll； And seabirds scream in
wanton happiness。
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A Little Song
When you； my Dear； are away； away； How wearily goes the creeping
day。 A year drags after morning； and night Starts another year of candle
light。 O Pausing Sun and Lingering Moon！ Grant me； I beg of you； this
boon。
Whirl round the earth as never sun Has his diurnal journey run。 And；
Moon； slip past the ladders of air In a single flash； while your streaming
hair Catches the stars and pulls them down To shine on some slumbering
Chinese town。 O Kindly Sun！ Understanding Moon！ Bring evening to
crowd the footsteps of noon。
But when that long awaited day Hangs ripe in the heavens； your
voyaging stay。 Be morning； O Sun！ with the lark in song； Be afternoon for
ages long。 And； Moon； let you and your lesser lights Watch over a century
of nights。
Behind a Wall
I own a solace shut within my heart； A garden full of many a quaint
delight And warm with drowsy； poppied sunshine； bright； Flaming with
lilies out of whose cups dart Shining things With powdered
wings。
Here terrace sinks to terrace； arbors close The ends of dreaming
paths； a wanton wind Jostles the half…ripe pears； and then； unkind；
Tumbles a…slumber in a pillar rose； With content Grown
indolent。
By night my garden is o'erhung with gems Fixed in an onyx setting。
Fireflies Flicker their lanterns in my dazzled eyes。 In serried rows I
guess the straight； stiff stems Of hollyhocks Against the rocks。
So far and still it is that； listening； I hear the flowers talking in the
dawn； And where a sunken basin cuts the lawn； Cinctured with iris； pale
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and glistening； The sudden swish Of a waking fish。
A Winter Ride
Who shall declare the joy of the running！ Who shall tell of the
pleasures of flight！ Springing and spurning the tufts of wild heather；
Sweeping； wide…winged； through the blue dome of light。 Everything
mortal has moments immortal； Swift and God…gifted； immeasurably
bright。
So with the stretch of the white road before me； Shining
snowcrystals rainbowed by the sun； Fields that are white； stained with
long； cool； blue shadows； Strong with the strength of my horse as we run。
Joy in the touch of the wind and the sunlight！ Joy！ With the vigorous
earth I am one。
A Coloured Print by Shokei
It winds along the face of a cliff This path which I long to explore；
And over it dashes a waterfall； And the air is full of the roar And the
thunderous voice of waters which sweep In a silver torrent over some
steep。
It clears the path with a mighty bound And tumbles below and away；
And the trees and the bushes which grow in the rocks Are wet with its
jewelled spray； The air is misty and heavy with sound； And small； wet
wildflowers star the ground。
Oh！ The dampness is very good to smell； And the path is soft to
tread； And beyond the fall it winds up and on； While little streamlets
thread Their own meandering way down the hill Each singing its own little
song； until
I forget that 't is only a pictured path； And I hear the water and wind；
And look through the mist； and strain my eyes To see what there is
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behind； For it must lead to a happy land； This little path by a waterfall
spanned。
Song
Oh！ To be a flower Nodding in the sun； Bending； then upspringing
As the breezes run； Holding up A scent…brimmed cup； Full of summer's
fragrance to the summer sun。
Oh！ To be a butterfly Still； upon a flower； Winking with its painted
wings； Happy in the hour。 Blossoms hold Mines of gold Deep within
the farthest heart of each chaliced flower。
Oh！ To be a cloud Blowing through the blue； Shadowing the
mountains； Rushing loudly through Valleys deep Where torrents keep
Always their plunging thunder and their misty arch of blue。
Oh！ To be a wave Splintering on the sand； Drawing back； but
leaving Lingeringly the land。 Rainbow light Flashes bright Telling
tales of coral caves half hid in yellow sand。
Soon they die； the flowers； Insects live a day； Clouds dissolve in
showers； Only waves at play Last forever。 Shall endeavor Make a sea
of purpose mightier than we dream to…day？
The Fool Errant
The Fool Errant sat by the highway of life And his gaze wandered up
and his gaze wandered down； A vigorous youth； but with no wish to walk；
Yet his longing was great for the distant town。
He whistled a little frivolous tune Which he felt to be pulsing with
ecstasy； For he thought that success always followed desire； Such a very
superlative fool was he。
A maiden came by on an ambling mule； Her gown was rose…red and
her kerchief blue； On her lap she carried a basket of eggs。 Thought the
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fool； 〃There is certainly room for two。〃
So he jauntily swaggered towards the maid And put out his hand to
the bridle…rein。 〃My pretty girl；〃 quoth the fool； 〃take me up； For to ride
with you to the town I am fain。〃
But the maiden struck at his upraised arm And pelted him hotly with
eggs； a score。 The mule； lashed into a fury； ran； The fool went back to
his stone and swore。
Then out of the cloud of settling dust The burly form of an abbot
appeared； Reading his office he rode to the town。 And the fool got up；
for his heart was cheered。
He stood in the midst of the long； white road And swept off his cap
till it touched the ground。 〃Ah； Reverent Sir； well met；〃 said the fool； 〃A
worthier transport never was found。
〃I pray you allow me to mount with you； Your palfrey seems both
sturdy and young。〃 The abbot looked up from the holy book And cried
out in anger； 〃Hold your tongue！
〃How dare you obstruct the King's highroad； You saucy varlet； get
out of my way。〃 Then he gave the fool a cut with his whip And leaving
him smarting； he rode away。
The fool was angry； the fool was sore； And he cursed the folly of
monks and maids。 〃If I could but meet with a man；〃 sighed the fool； 〃For
a woman fears； and a friar upbraids。〃
Then he saw a flashing of distant steel And the clanking of harness
greeted his ears； And up the road journeyed knights…at…arms； With
waving plumes and glittering spears。
The fool took notice and slowly arose； Not quite so sure was his
foolish heart。 If priests and women would none of him Was it likely a
knight would take his part？
They sang as they rode； these lusty boys； When one chanced to turn
toward the highway's side； 〃There's a sorry figure of fun；〃 jested he；
〃Well； Sirrah！ move back； there is scarce room to ride。〃
〃Good Sirs； Kind Sirs；〃 begged the crestfallen fool； 〃I pray of your
courtesy speech with you； I'm for yonder town； and have no horse to ride；
Have you never a charger will carry two？〃
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Then the company halted and laughed out loud。 〃Was such a request
ever made to a knight？〃 〃And where are your legs；〃 asked one； 〃if you
start； You may be inside the town gates to…night。〃
〃'T is a lazy fellow； let him alone； They've no room in the town for
such idlers as he。〃 But one bent from his saddle and said； 〃My man； Art
thou not ashamed to beg charity！
〃Thou art well set up； and thy legs are strong； But it much misgives
me lest thou'rt a fool； For beggars get only a beggar's crust； Wise men
are reared in a different school。〃
Then they clattered away in the dust and the wind； And the fool
slunk back to his lonely stone； He began to see that the man who asks
Must likewise give and not ask alone。
Purple tree…shadows crept over the road； The level sun flung an
orange light； And the fool laid his head on the hard； gray stone And wept
as he realized advancing night。
A great； round moon rose over a hill And the steady wind blew yet
more cool； And crouched on a stone a wayfarer sobbed； For at last he
knew he was only a fool。
The Green Bowl
This little bowl is like a mossy pool In a Spring wood； where dogtooth
violets grow Nodding in chequered sunshine of the trees； A quiet place；
still； with the sound of birds； Where； though unseen； is heard the endless
song And m
