在这里你会发现诗Sic交通诗人穆里尔·斯图尔特
“她留下了什么?”. . . Only these hungry miser-words, poor heart! Not 'Did she love?' 'Did she suffer?' 'Was she sad From this green, bright and tossing world to part?' No word of 'Do they miss her? do they grieve?' Only this wolf-thought for the gold she had . . . 'What did she leave?'
