国外英文小诗精选：The Garden

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国外英文小诗精选：The Garden　　Like a skien of loose silk blown against a wall
　　She walks by the railing of a path in Kensington Gardens,
+ O/ V+ U( C" Q( G' B　　And she is dying piece-meal
　　of a sort of emotional anaemia.
　　And round about there is a rabble
　　Of the filthy, sturdy, unkillable infants of the very poor.
/ P0 Y+ ^/ N* n' `: ^$ ^/ s　　They shall inherit the earth.
3 ~6 n7 O) Q7 `: t" X7 s　　In her is the end of breeding.
+ S& X: y8 p5 q6 F. J/ z+ i　　Her boredom is exquisite and excessive.
　　She would like some one to speak to her,
　　And is almost afraid that I
　　will commit that indiscretion.