The green bowl Lyrics

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[00:00.00]	作词：Amy Lowell
[00:35.14]	This little bowl is like a mossy pool
[00:45.18]	In a Spring wood, where dogtooth violets grow
[00:56.19]	Nodding in chequered sunshine of the trees;
[01:04.48]	A quiet place, still, with the sound of birds,
[01:08.60]	Where, though unseen, is heard the endless song
[01:12.89]	And murmur of the never resting sea.
[01:17.08]	'T was winter, Roger, when you made this cup,
[01:21.62]	But coming Spring guided your eager hand
[01:28.64]	And round the edge you fashioned young green leaves,
[01:35.60]	A proper chalice made to hold the shy
[01:39.82]	And little flowers of the woods. And here
[01:43.83]	They will forget their sad uprooting, lost
[01:53.16]	In pleasure that this circle of bright leaves
[02:07.82]	Should be their setting; once more they will dream
[02:12.31]	They hear winds wandering through lofty trees
[02:27.33]	And see the sun smiling between the leaves.

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	ar:
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[00:00.00]	zuo ci: Amy Lowell
[00:35.14]	This little bowl is like a mossy pool
[00:45.18]	In a Spring wood, where dogtooth violets grow
[00:56.19]	Nodding in chequered sunshine of the trees
[01:04.48]	A quiet place, still, with the sound of birds,
[01:08.60]	Where, though unseen, is heard the endless song
[01:12.89]	And murmur of the never resting sea.
[01:17.08]	' T was winter, Roger, when you made this cup,
[01:21.62]	But coming Spring guided your eager hand
[01:28.64]	And round the edge you fashioned young green leaves,
[01:35.60]	A proper chalice made to hold the shy
[01:39.82]	And little flowers of the woods. And here
[01:43.83]	They will forget their sad uprooting, lost
[01:53.16]	In pleasure that this circle of bright leaves
[02:07.82]	Should be their setting once more they will dream
[02:12.31]	They hear winds wandering through lofty trees
[02:27.33]	And see the sun smiling between the leaves.

	ti:
	ar:
	al:
[00:00.00]	zuò cí: Amy Lowell
[00:35.14]	This little bowl is like a mossy pool
[00:45.18]	In a Spring wood, where dogtooth violets grow
[00:56.19]	Nodding in chequered sunshine of the trees
[01:04.48]	A quiet place, still, with the sound of birds,
[01:08.60]	Where, though unseen, is heard the endless song
[01:12.89]	And murmur of the never resting sea.
[01:17.08]	' T was winter, Roger, when you made this cup,
[01:21.62]	But coming Spring guided your eager hand
[01:28.64]	And round the edge you fashioned young green leaves,
[01:35.60]	A proper chalice made to hold the shy
[01:39.82]	And little flowers of the woods. And here
[01:43.83]	They will forget their sad uprooting, lost
[01:53.16]	In pleasure that this circle of bright leaves
[02:07.82]	Should be their setting once more they will dream
[02:12.31]	They hear winds wandering through lofty trees
[02:27.33]	And see the sun smiling between the leaves.

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