上海龙凤shlf最新地址Poem: A Vision

Two crowned Kings, and One that stood alone

With no green weight of laurels round his head,

But with sad eyes as one uncomforted,

上海龙凤shlf最新地址And wearied with man's never-ceasing moan

上海龙凤shlf最新地址For sins no bleating victim can atone,

上海龙凤shlf最新地址And sweet long lips with tears and kisses fed.

上海龙凤shlf最新地址Girt was he in a garment black and red,

上海龙凤shlf最新地址And at his feet I marked a broken stone

Which sent up lilies, dove-like, to his knees.

Now at their sight, my heart being lit with flame,

上海龙凤shlf最新地址I cried to Beatrice, 'Who are these?'

上海龙凤shlf最新地址And she made answer, knowing well each name,

上海龙凤shlf最新地址'AEschylos first, the second Sophokles,

上海龙凤shlf最新地址And last (wide stream of tears!) Euripides.'