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豪斯曼《请别看我的眼睛》
They mirror true the sight I see,
And there you find your face too clear
And love it and be lost like me,
One the long nights through must lie
But why should you as well as I
A Grecian lad, as I hear tell,
There, when the turf in springtime flowers,
With downward eye and gazes sad,
Stands amid the glancing showers
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The Poems and Prose Poems of Charles Baudelaire
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