上海龙凤shlf最新地址Poem: Le Panneau

上海龙凤shlf最新地址Under the rose-tree's dancing shade

上海龙凤shlf最新地址There stands a little ivory girl,

Pulling the leaves of pink and pearl

With pale green nails of polished jade.

The red leaves fall upon the mould,

上海龙凤shlf最新地址The white leaves flutter, one by one,

Down to a blue bowl where the sun,

上海龙凤shlf最新地址Like a great dragon, writhes in gold.

The white leaves float upon the air,

上海龙凤shlf最新地址The red leaves flutter idly down,

上海龙凤shlf最新地址Some fall upon her yellow gown,

And some upon her raven hair.

上海龙凤shlf最新地址She takes an amber lute and sings,

上海龙凤shlf最新地址And as she sings a silver crane

上海龙凤shlf最新地址Begins his scarlet neck to strain,

上海龙凤shlf最新地址And flap his burnished metal wings.

上海龙凤shlf最新地址She takes a lute of amber bright,

And from the thicket where he lies

Her lover, with his almond eyes,

上海龙凤shlf最新地址Watches her movements in delight.

And now she gives a cry of fear,

上海龙凤shlf最新地址And tiny tears begin to start:

A thorn has wounded with its dart

上海龙凤shlf最新地址The pink-veined sea-shell of her ear.

And now she laughs a merry note:

上海龙凤shlf最新地址There has fallen a petal of the rose

Just where the yellow satin shows

The blue-veined flower of her throat.

上海龙凤shlf最新地址With pale green nails of polished jade,

上海龙凤shlf最新地址Pulling the leaves of pink and pearl,

There stands a little ivory girl

Under the rose-tree's dancing shade.