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名人诗歌|ANTHOLOGY OF MASSACHUSETTS POETS (18)

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FRESH mists of Roman dawn; For water search the cattle; Faintlv on damp air sounds the shepherd's horn Above fountain Giulia's prattle1.

Triton, joyous2 and loud Of Naiads summons troops; A frenziedly leaping and mingling3 crowd, Dancing, pursuing groups.

At high noon the trumpets4 peal5, Neptune's chariot passes by; Trains of sirens, tritons, Trevi's jets heat Then trumpets' echoes sigh.

Tolling6 bell and sunset, Twittering birds and calm; Medici's fountain, shimmering7 net, Into the night brings balm.


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