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From groves1 of spice, O'er fields of rice, Athwart the lotus-stream,I bring for you,Aglint with dew A little lovely dream. Sweet, shut your eyes,The wild fire-fiies Dance through the fairy neem;From the poppy-boleFor you I stole A little lovely dream. Dear eyes, good-night,In golden light The stars around you gleam;On you I pressWith soft caress2 A little lovely dream. 点击收听单词发音
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