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߸We Are Seven

Ȼ˹William Wordsworthһ룩

һСA simple child,

ޱȣThat lightly draws its breath, 

ÿֻֽŶAnd feels its life in every limb,

ĹʲôWhat should it know of death?

һСŮI met a little cottage Girl 

סСݣ˵ꡣShe was eight years oldshe said 

һͷҷHer hair was thick with many a curl

ͷϣһһ׹That clustered round her head.

һҰShe had a rusticwoodland air,

ʧ壻And she was wildly clad

۾ƯƯHer eyes were fair, and very fair

ʹһϲHer beauty made me glad.

СﰡʵSisters and brotherslittle Maid,

мֵܽãHow many may you be?

أ һ߸ţHow many? Seven in allshe said,

ңʲôԡAnd wondering looked at me.

ңǶĶAnd where are they? I pray you telL

һλShe answered Seven are we 

ȥAnd two of us at Conway dwell

סAnd two are gone to sea

Two us in the church-yard lie,

ڷMy sister and my brother

ǣСAnd,in the church-yard cottage,

סһ𡣡I Dwell near them with my mother. 

˵ȥYou say that two at Conway dwell

סAnd two are gone to sea,

߸Yet ye are seven! I pray you tell,

ɰСе㲻ԡSweet Maidhow this may be. 

Сﻹ˵Then did the little Maid reply,

߸Seven boys and girls are we

ڷTwo of us in the church-yard lie

ǿ¡Beneath the church-yard tree. 

ҵСŵĲ㣬You run about, my little Maid

˵òԣYour limbs they are alive

If two are in the church-yard laid

ֻλThen ye are only five. 

ǷݣTheir graves are green,

õǣôԡthey may be seen,

СشThe little Maid replied,

һھӣTwelve steps or more from my mother's door

ʮԶAnd they are side by side.

ҳǶ֯ӣMy stockings there I often knit,

ҳǶMy kerchief there I hem

ǶϣAnd there upon the ground I sit,

ǳ˵And sing a song to them.

ҳ̫ɽAnd often after sunset, Sir,

־When it is light and fair,

ҶҵС룬I take my little porringer,

ǶϡAnd eat my supper there.

磬The first that died was sister Jane 

ڴϺۡIn bed she moaning lay

ˣTill God released her of her pain 

ϵ۴ȱܡAnd then she went away.

ݵָֿɣSo in the church-yard she was laid 

ķسǰAnd, when the grass was dry,

ŷأԼTogether round her grave we played

һ档My brother John and I.

ѩһƬAnd when the ground was whitewith snow,

ֻܲҿæAnd I could run and slide,

ʱԼˣMy brother John was forced to go

ҲԡAnd he lies by her side. 

λϣʵ How many are you, then said I

ôмIf they two are in heaven?

߸Quick was the little Maids reply

ش𣬸ɾ䡣0 Master! we are seven. 

ˣˣBut they are deadthose two are dead!

ǵ꣬ˣTheir spirits are in heaven!

ЩǶ߷磬һ˵Twas throwing words away  for still

СִûдThe little Maid would have her will

С˵ԣ߸And saidNaywe are seven!

ʫѡҷ룬ѣûע⵽׺ʫҪл㡣

ʫдһСŮøڶ⣬㣬ʵڡ־磬ͯɣʵ󻯵ĸ˾Ϸڡ˵ľܡ밧롱⣬ֽһģʣǨ޸пֻζ־磬Ȼν˸СȻ񶨹ȥӱܹȥȻﵽ߻񡱵ˮ׼߻ָýָýζﵽˮ׼ȷˮ׼ԵģסƸСûˮ׼ġֲ롱Ҳûˮ׼ģ˵ˮ׼ǡ밧롱ֻ죬ûǣֻдۣûгľߵľ硣Ȼ˹ʫСŮľ磬ǡǡ־硣ȻСŮһ棬ȫѧۣᡱ˻һҲд︽ʶ

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ǰҾ徵ּʱʶ۵ңб֣ڷ治󣬵Աɱۼͤʱõһֱ顣ǲֻֿẰֻۣ֪Ǻ˵Ҫ׼С򣬲֪񡢲֪ʫ˵ģWhat should it know of death?ǵʹ߻Ƕȥͤ

ǣӣۼҪʲôƽϵĴأһʱ䣬Ϊոе²õѹϣлۿۼϣܿؾʵˣͬһϣСҵۼ˾˼ңʱĸŮסΪĸٵʱҲۿۼҿͨһͬСŮǿɰЦݡаıٶû˿ȥе޵İοף

ۼʹ뵽Ȼ˹ġ߸ʫɣʱۼʫСŮͬΪ꣩ط֮ʹҶۼģԼеο׵͹Сӵ龳ˣǵĶƸУСǶģδ̫˰ɣۼмãһشThree in allһһֱ֡We are threeףˡ

Ȼ˹We Are SevenʫǳʱʫСŮģ˶Ի飬ḡǰϧ֮飬Ȼʵ̫̫ˡ񡰺뱾ѿϣܽʣ֮Ķߣ֤ҲС塱ɷֵһ档

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