优美经典英语诗歌：西风颂

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　O wild West Wind, thou breath of Autumn's being,　　Thou, from whose unseen presence the leaves dead
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* _: y0 i  V7 L- \6 A　　Yellow, and black, and pale, and hectic red,
　　Pestilence-stricken multitudes: O thou,
　　Who chariotest to their dark wintry bed
5 E9 p) ]5 }5 H+ p' n% d' `　　The winged seeds, where they lie cold and low,
　　Each like a corpse within its grave, until
　　Thine azure sister of the Spring shall blow
　　Her clarion o'er the dreaming earth, and fill
　　(Driving sweet buds like flocks to feed in air)
+ Y& B2 Y2 L! S. \. \　　With living hues and odours plain and hill:
) h/ u) a" X6 t" v" W　　Wild Spirit, which art moving everywhere;
　　Destroyer and preserver; hear, oh hear!
　　Thou on whose stream, mid the steep sky's commotion,
　　Loose clouds like earth's decaying leaves are shed,
2 k: p  e! L& ^/ T　　Shook from the tangled boughs of Heaven and Ocean,
　　Angels of rain and lightning: there are spread
; f  Y, p# x' i" _9 {　　On the blue surface of thine aery surge,
　　Like the bright hair uplifted from the head
9 ]# n9 y, ], ^& {3 B　　Of some fierce Maenad, even from the dim verge
　　Of the horizon to the zenith's height,
% l: p9 |1 F9 _! x: w9 x* L　　The locks of the approaching storm. Thou dirge
% _! \* ?1 u5 i8 v& Y9 b8 c　　Of the dying year, to which this closing night
　　Will be the dome of a vast sepulchre,
　　Vaulted with all thy congregated might
　　Of vapours, from whose solid atmosphere
　　Black rain, and fire, and hail will burst: oh hear!
# P# f; L* A1 r. E! O9 C　　Thou who didst waken from his summer dreams
9 i4 [4 S9 J# ^9 ^　　The blue Mediterranean, where he lay,
4 c" U6 x8 Y6 k　　Lull'd by the coil of his crystalline streams,
　　Beside a pumice isle in Baiae's bay,
　　And saw in sleep old palaces and towers
1 g* e( ^( {. C　　Quivering within the wave's intenser day,
　　All overgrown with azure moss and flowers
( F' V$ K# \* g4 x" k　　So sweet, the sense faints picturing them! Thou
7 f5 v; ~* r/ u, J' U1 ^' I5 m: c　　For whose path the Atlantic's level powers
　　Cleave themselves into chasms, while far below
　　The sea-blooms and the oozy woods which wear
1 u; J4 n( m# d3 o7 r) w; \8 G# s/ P　　The sapless foliage of the ocean, know
. v( y8 T. \: Z; W" L　　Thy voice, and suddenly grow gray with fear,
+ Q5 v) `  e+ y1 E( x　　And tremble and despoil themselves: oh hear!
1 y" I9 [* a1 l4 b　　If I were a dead leaf thou mightest bear;
　　If I were a swift cloud to fly with thee;
  v3 {+ u" p8 i$ z' V2 H　　A wave to pant beneath thy power, and share
　　The impulse of thy strength, only less free
　　Than thou, O uncontrollable! If even
　　I were as in my boyhood, and could be
: y" V/ |+ l/ @3 @  R　　The comrade of thy wanderings over Heaven,
　　As then, when to outstrip thy skiey speed
　　Scarce seem'd a vision; I would ne'er have striven
　　As thus with thee in prayer in my sore need.
+ g& W9 r$ o# x3 R" |" o+ t　　Oh, lift me as a wave, a leaf, a cloud!
　　I fall upon the thorns of life! I bleed!
　　A heavy weight of hours has chain'd and bow'd
　　One too like thee: tameless, and swift, and proud.
　　Make me thy lyre, even as the forest is:
9 a  L0 i( `* s　　What if my leaves are falling like its own!
　　The tumult of thy mighty harmonies
+ F+ x% I" }; B( d) }0 E9 r　　Will take from both a deep, autumnal tone,
　　Sweet though in sadness. Be thou, Spirit fierce,
　　My spirit! Be thou me, impetuous one!
& Z. I2 Y7 }# A5 D4 L1 ^　　Drive my dead thoughts over the universe
　　Like wither'd leaves to quicken a new birth!
　　And, by the incantation of this verse,
) d& m! t7 _4 ]5 n　　Scatter, as from an unextinguish'd hearth
& X  s$ o8 e0 p: X2 {　　Ashes and sparks, my words among mankind!
+ b. U4 U# T4 |. _  F( b　　Be through my lips to unawaken'd earth
　　The trumpet of a prophecy! Oh Wind,
$ a/ H* G: Q# k) P　　If Winter comes, can Spring be far behind
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