关于经典英语诗歌朗诵
关于经典英语诗歌朗诵
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关于经典英语诗歌：Thick Description
Eleanor Chai
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action revived her, returned her to me.
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关于经典英语诗歌：The Trespass Fetches Herself for Sacrifice
HeidiLynn Nilsson
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on the strict and ruined earth,
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he longs for -- and who
will let him? Lord I'm
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关于经典英语诗歌：Honeymoon
Dorianne Laux
We didn't have one, unless you count Paris,
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for the wedding, or lack of one, the granite
courthouse steps, the small room with a desk,
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cheese and crackers, fruit plates, sparkling
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