美德优秀英语六级作文
the dew shall weep thy fall to-night;for thou must die.sweet rose,whose hue angry and brave, bids the rash gazer wipe his eye, thy root is ever in its grave, and thou must die. sweet spring,full of sweet days and roses, a bo where sweets compacted lie, my music shows ye have your closes,and all must die, only a sweet and virtuous soul,like seasond timber,never gives;but though the whole world turn to coal, then chiefly lives.
