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	Down Unwin's Track 
	Alison Brackenbury 
	And the rain stopped. And the sky spun  
	 past the hills' flush of winter corn.  
	You walked. I almost said, last year  
	 I saw a hare run with her young  
	 just past the broken wall, just here.  
	Two flew in circles. First, one rose  
	 upon its great back legs. It boxed  
	England has blackbirds, mice. To find  
	 these strong black shapes makes the heart race  
	Boxing is courtship, failed. One broke,  
	 tore past us to the rough safe hedge.  
	 She crossed the sun. Her colours woke,  
	ears black, back russet, earth new-laid.  
	 Her legs stretched straight. The late showers made  
	 bright water fly from every blade. 点击  收听单词发音 
 
 
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