And how she wept, and clasped his knees;
And how she tended him in vain.
And ever strove to epiate
The s that crazed his brain
And that she nursed him in cave;
And how his madness went away,
When on the yellow forest-leaves
A dying man he lay.
His Dying words—but when I reached;
That te strain of all ditty,
My faultering void pausing harp
Disturbed her soul with pity!
哭着抱住骑士的膝头,
徒他护照顾;
那使他气疯的轻蔑
一直在努力补救——
骑士在洞接受照料,
直躺在枯黄的树叶,
已了濒临死亡的人,
他才摆了那癫狂——
他临死的话语——那支歌中
我唱最动人的方,
颤抖的声音断续的琴
让的久久不平静!
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“——?”
式森树头抬了。
他隐隐约约听见一声音在他说着什,窸窸窣窣歌唱一的声音,在他底逐渐扩散。他不声音的主人是谁,说不知是从哪儿传的。且它有一瞬,根本有给人仔细倾听的间。但是,就是一特别的声音,在树脑海中留了深刻的印象。
不知何此口异常烦躁,……(内容加载失败!)
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