沙氏十四行（英诗先行）

又是一阵风

轻重五节诗行，英试十四行诗

|The sun| is driz|zling light| upon| the spire,|
|And so| the ti|ny beads| of co|lours bounced.|
|As joy| of bril|liance meets |the zeal| of fire,|
|A new| idea| like foun|tains, is| pronounced.|



|Then all| the realm| of sub|stance lost| its place,|
|To that| of red| and blue| and yel|low dots.|
|The fruit| and scenes| are shat|tered with| a mace|
|And rise| again| in sparks| of hap|py spots.|   



|The world| dissolved| and won|ders filled| the void.|
|The mas|ters sure| are proud| of such| a change.|
|And claim| that splen|dour should| be thus| deployed.|
|Along| with them| a man| has found| it strange.|
|As ne|ver has| the driz|zle left| his head,|        
|A fe|tish that| he takes| with him| to bed.|

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