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TO A BUDDHA1 SEATED ON A LOTUS Lord Buddha, on thy Lotus-throne, With praying eyes and hands elate, What mystic rapture2 dost thou own, Immutable3 and ultimate? What peace, unravished of our ken4, Annihilate5 from the world of men? The wind of change for ever blows Across the tumult6 of our way, Tomorrow's unborn griefs depose7 The sorrows of our yesterday. Dream yields to dream, strife follows strife, 点击收听单词发音
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