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Wilfred Owen (来源:英语学习门户网站EnglishCN.com)

Move him into the sun -
Gently its touch awoke him once,
At home, whispering of fields unsown.
Always it woke him, even in France,
Until this morning and this snow.
If anything might rouse him now
The kind old sun will know.

Think how it wakes the seeds, -
Woke, once, the clays of a cold star.
Are limbs, so dear-achieved, are sides,
Full-nerved,- still warm,- too hard to stir?
Was it for this the clay grew tall?
- O what made fatuous sunbeams toil
To break earth's sleep at all?

awake (awoke, awoken) (verb): to wake up; to waken; to wake up; to stop sleeping
unsown (adjective): without seed; not planted (NB: "fields unsown" = "unsown fields")
rouse (verb): to wake up; to stimulate; to animate
clay (noun): type of earth; earth; soil
limb (noun): member of the body (leg, arm)
dear-achieved (adjective): costly to create
stir (verb): to move; to waken
fatuous (adjective): purposeless
toil (verb): to work hard; to labour

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