What Lips My Lips Have Kissed What lips my lips have kissed, and where, and why, I have forgotten, and what arms have lain Under my head till morning; but the rain Is full of ghosts tonight, that tap sigh Upon the glass and listen for reply; And in my heart there stirs a quiet...
I only know that summer sang in me A little while that in me sings no more． 爱的绝唱 What Lips My Lips Have Kissed 吕志鲁译 我的嘴唇吻过谁的嘴唇， 为甚么，在何方？ 我的长发枕过谁的手臂， 从傍晚直到天亮？ 一切都难以追忆， 一切都不堪回想...
What lips my lips have kissed, and where, and why, I have forgotten, and what arms have lain Under my head till morning; but the rain Is full of ghosts tonight, that tap and sigh Upon the glass and listen for reply, And in my heart there stirs a quiet pain For unremembered lads t...
What Lips My Lips Have Kissed - Poetry Analysis In her sonnet‚ “WhatLipsMyLipsHaveKissed‚ and Where‚ and Why”‚ Millay addresses a concern people mayhaveas they experience changes within their life. More specifically‚ as one’s youth may fade away so do the moments of the pa...
What Lips My Lips Have Kissed 我的嘴唇吻过谁的嘴唇 by Vincent Millay Whatlipsmylipshavekissed,andwhere,andwhy, Ihaveforgotten,andwhatarmshavelain Undermyheadtillmorning;buttherain Isfullofghoststonight,thattapsigh Upontheglassandlistenforreply; ...
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The poem's central theme is the transience of love, and the speaker's sense of loss and longing for past lovers. The opening line, "What lips my lips have kissed, and where, and why," sets the tone for the poem, as the speaker begins to recount her...
What lips my lips have kissed, and where, and why, I have forgotten, and what arms have lain Under my head till morning; but the rain Is full of ghosts tonight, that tap and sigh Upon the glass and listen for reply, And in my heart there stirs a quiet pain ...
What lips my lips have kissed, and where, and why, I have forgotten, and what arms have lain Under my head till morning; but the rain Is full of ghosts tonight, that tap and sigh Upon the glass and listen for reply, And in my heart there stirs a quiet pain ...