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Üliger Üliger 2011年4月28日星期四 发帖者 Mei 时间: 12:39 没有评论: 通过电子邮件发送 BlogThis! 共享给 Twitter 共享给 Facebook 分享到Pinterest 2011年1月7日星期五 The Captive's Dream by Anne Bronte Methought I saw him but I knew him not; He was so changed from what he used to be, There was no redness on his woe-worn cheek, No sunny smile upon his ashy lips, His hollow wandering eyes looked wild and fierce, And grief was printed on his marble brow, And O I thought he clasped his wasted hands, And raised his haggard eyes to Heaven, and prayed That he might die -- I had no power to speak, I thought I was allowed to see him thus; And yet I might not speak one single word; I might not even tell him that I lived And that it might be possible if search were made, To find out where I was and set me free, O how I longed to clasp him to my heart, Or but to hold his trembling hand in mine, And speak one word of comfort to his mind, I struggled wildly but it was in vain, I could not rise ...

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