(原版)澳大利亚语文第三册 LESSON 6
LESSON 6 SWEET AND LOW
SWEET AND LOW
1
Sweet and low, sweet and low,
Wind of the western sea,
Low, low, breathe and blow,
Wind of the western sea,
Over the rolling waters go,
Come from the dying [1] moon, and blow,
Blow him again to me;
While my little one, while my pretty one, sleeps.
2
Sleep and rest, sleep and rest,
Father will come to thee soon;
Rest, rest, on mother's breast,
Father will come to thee soon;
Father will come to his babe in the nest,
Silver sails [2] all out of the west
Under the silv'ry moon:
Sleep, my little one, sleep, my pretty one, sleep.
—TENNYSON
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[1] dying: Sinking out of sight.
[2] silver sails: Sails looking like silver in the moonlight.
