SONNETS FROM THE PORTUGUESE AND OTHER LOVE POEMS 精彩片段：
Past And Future
Past And Future
MY future will not copy fair my past
On any leaf but Heavens. Be fully done
Supernal Will ! I would not fain be one
Who, satisfying thirst and breaking fast,
Upon the fulness of the heart at last
Says no grace after meat. My wine has run
Indeed out of my cup, and there is none
To gather up the bread of my repast
Scattered and trampled; yet I find some good
In earths green herbs, and streams that bubble up
Clear from the darkling ground,--content until
I sit with angels before better food: --
Dear Christ ! when thy new vintage fills my cup,