Is hid in the heart of love：
The folk who are buying and selling，
The clouds on their journey above，
The cold wet winds ever blowing，
And the shadowy hazel grove
Where mouse-grey waters are flowing，
Threaten the head that I love.
编辑：chaxungu时间：2022-10-13 02:39:15分类：英语诗歌
Is hid in the heart of love：
The folk who are buying and selling，
The clouds on their journey above，
The cold wet winds ever blowing，
And the shadowy hazel grove
Where mouse-grey waters are flowing，
Threaten the head that I love.