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Away, ye gay landscapes, ye gardens of roses |
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In you let the minions of luxury rove |
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Restore me the rocks where the snow-flake reposes |
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If still they are sacred to freedom and love |
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Yet Caledonia, belov'd are thy mountains |
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Round their white summits the elements war |
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Though cataracts foam 'stead of smooth-flowing fountains |
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I sigh for the valley of dark Lochnagar |
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Ah! there my young footsteps in infancy wander'd |
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My cap was the bonnet, my cloak was the plaid |
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On chieftains long perish'd my memory ponder'd |
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As daily I strode through the pine cover'd glade |
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I sought not my home till the day's dying glory |
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Gave place to the rays of the bright Polar star |
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For fancy was cheer'd by traditional story |
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Disclos'd by the natives of dark Lochnagar! |
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Years have roll'd on, Lochnagar, since I left you |
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Years must elapse ere I tread you again |
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Though nature of verdure and flow'rs has bereft you |
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Yet still are you dearer than Albion's plain |
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England, thy beauties are tame and domestic |
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To one who has roamed over mountains afar |
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Oh! for the crags that are wild and majestic |
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The steep frowning glories of dark Lochnagar! |
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词及译文均出自拜伦诗选Lachin y Gair勒钦伊盖 |