2009-01-12 23:06:12翊乃
SO, WE'LL GO NO MORE A ROVING
So, we'll go no more a roving So late into the night, Though the heart be still as loving, And the moon be still as bright. | |
For the sword outwears its sheath, And the soul wears out the breast, And the hearth must pause to breathe, And love itself have rest. | |
Though the night was made for loving,
-George Gorden, Lord Byron
唸到一半突然有感而發。
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