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The lonely sunsets flare2 forlorn Down valleys dreadly desolate3; The lordly mountains soar in scorn As still as death, as stern as fate. The lonely sunsets flame and die; The giant valleys gulp4 the night; The monster mountains scrape the sky, Where eager stars are diamond-bright. So gaunt against the gibbous moon, Piercing the silence velvet-piled, A lone1 wolf howls his ancient rune —— The fell arch-spirit of the Wild. O outcast land! O leper land! Let the lone wolf-cry all express the hate insensate of thy hand, 点击收听单词发音
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