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                                  | The Grass So Little Has to Do | 
                                 
                                 
                                  | 作者Author  /  Emily  Dickinson  愛蜜麗•狄更森 | 
                                 
                                 
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             The Grass so Little Has to Do 
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                              The grass      so little has to do,一 
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                              A sphere of simple green, 
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                              With only butterflies to     brood, 
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                         And bees      to entertain 
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                         And      stir      all day to pretty tunes 
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                         The      breezes fetch along, 
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                         And hold      the sunshine in its lap 
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                         And      bow to      everything; 
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                         And     thread the dews all night, like pearls, 
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                         And make      itself so fine, 
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                         A      duchess were too      common 
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                              For such a      noticing 
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                              And even      when it does, to pass  
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                         In odors      so divine 
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                         Like     lowly spices lain to sleep, 
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                         Or     spikenards perishing. 
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                         And      then      in sovereign barns to      dwell 
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                         And     dream the day away, 
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                         The grass      so little has to do, 
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                         l wish I      were a hay. 
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