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LAWRENCE of virtuous1 father virtuous son
Now that the fields are dank and ways are mire2 Where shall we sometimes meet and by the fire Help waste a sullen3 day what may be won From the hard season gaining? Time will run On smoother till Favonius reinspire The frozen earth and clothe in fresh attire4 The lily and rose that neither sow'd nor spun5. What neat repast shall feast us light and choice Of Attic6 taste with wine whence we may rise To hear the lute7 well touch'd or artful voice Warble immortal8 notes and Tuscan air? He who of those delights can judge and spare To interpose them oft is not unwise. 点击收听单词发音
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