鲁伯特布鲁克TheOldVicarage,Grantchester(CafedesWestens,Berlin,May1912)Justnowthelilacisinbloom,Allbeforemylittleroom;Andinmyflower-beds,Ithink,Smilethecarnationandthepink;Anddowntheborders,wellIknow,Thepoppyandthepansyblow...Oh!therethechestnuts,summerthrough,BesidetherivermakeforyouAtunnelofgreengloom,andsleepDeeplyabove;andgreenanddeepThestreammysteriousglidesbeneath,Greenasadreamanddeepasdeath.—Oh,damn!Iknowit!andIknowHowtheMayfieldsallgoldenshow,Andwhenthedayisyoungandsweet,GildgloriouslythebarefeetThatruntobathe...'DulieberGott!'HereamI,sweating,sick,andhot,AndtheretheshadowedwatersfreshLeanuptoembracethenakedflesh.TemperamentvollGermanJewsDrinkbeeraround;—andTHEREthedewsAresoftbeneathamornofgold.Heretulipsbloomastheyaretold;UnkemptaboutthosehedgesblowsAnEnglishunofficialrose;AndtheretheunregulatedsunSlopesdowntorestwhendayisdone,Andwakesavagueunpunctualstar,AslipperedHesper;andthereareMeadstowardsHaslingfieldandCotonWheredasBetreten'snotverboten.ειθεγενοιμην...wouldIwereInGrantchester,inGrantchester!—Some,itmaybe,cangetintouchWithNaturethere,orEarth,orsuch.AndclevermodernmenhaveseenAFauna-peepingthroughthegreen,AndfelttheClassicswerenotdead,ToglimpseaNaiad'sreedyhead,OrheartheGoat-footpipinglow:...ButthesearethingsIdonotknow.IonlyknowthatyoumaylieDaylongandwatchtheCambridgesky,And,flower-lulledinsleepygrass,Hearthecoollapseofhourspass,UntilthecenturiesblendandblurInGrantchester,inGrantchester....StillinthedawnlitwaterscoolHisghostlyLordshipswimshispool,Andtriesthestrokes,essaysthetricks,LonglearntonHellespont,orStyx.DanChaucerhearshisriverstillChatterbeneathaphantommill.Tennysonnotes,withstudiouseye,HowCambridgewatershurryby...Andinthatgarden,blackandwhite,Creepwhispersthroughthegrassallnight;Andspectraldance,beforethedawn,AhundredVicarsdownthelawn;Curates,longdust,willcomeandgoOnlissom,clerical,printlesstoe;AndoftbetweentheboughsisseenTheslyshadeofaRuralDean...Till,atashiverintheskies,Vanishing