摘录 一月 （4）

再用泡一壶茶的时间停下手边的作业。

These are what I found on the index-of-first-line page of “A book of English Poetry” collected by G.B. Harrison.

.....
Earth has not anything to show more fair
Even such is Time, that takes in trust

Fair Daffodils, we weep to see
Fair pledges of a fruitful tree
Fear death? -- to feel the fog in my throat
Fear no more the heat o'the sun
First follow Nature, and your judgement frame
Five years have passed, five summers with the length
Follow a shadow, it still flies you
Follow your saint, follow with accents sweet
Forget not yet the tried intent
From Harmony, from heavenly Harmony
From pole to pole the rigid influence falls
From the moist meadow to the wither'd hill
Full many a glorious morning have I seen

Gather ye rose-buds while ye may
Get up, get up for shame, the blooming morn
Go and catch a falling star
Go, for they call you, Shepherd, from the hill
Go, lovely Rose
Grow old along with me
......

and they made up a beautiful poetry.

一壶茶的时间过了， 我很想念你。