散文：夜莺与玫瑰Part 8

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  And when the moon shone in the heavens the nightingale flew to the rose-tree, and set her breast against the thorn. All night long she sang, with her breast against the thorn, and the cold crystal moon leaned down and listened. All night long she sang, and the thorn went deeper and deeper into her breast, and her life-blood ebbed² away from her.

  She sang first of the birth of love in the heart of a boy and a girl. And on the topmost spray of the rose-tree there blossomed a marvelous rose, petal³ following petal, as song followed song. Pale was it, at first, as the mist that hangs over the river—pale as the feet of the morning, and silver as the wings of the dawn. As the shadow of a rose in a mirror of silver, as the shadow of a rose in a water-pool, so was the

rose that blossomed on the topmost spray of the tree.

　But the tree cried to the nightingale to press closer against the thorn. "Press closer, little nightingale," cried the tree, "or the day will come before the rose is finished."

 

【词汇简析】

crystal n. 水晶的

ebb¹ away 消逝，渐渐衰退

topmost adj. 最高的

spray n. 小树枝

petal n. 花瓣

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