vocabulary :
1. fled: [flɛd] is the past tense and past participle of flee
flee: to leave a person or place very quickly, especially because you are afraid of possible danger 迅速离开；（尤指害怕有危险而）逃避，逃跑 E.g.He fled to London after an argument with his family.他与家人争吵以后离家去了伦敦
2. ivied: ['aɪvɪd] adj. overgrown with ivy; 常春藤覆盖的
ivy: a climbing plant, especially one with dark green shiny leaves with five points 常春藤
is an evergreen plant that grows up walls or along the ground
E.g. stone walls covered in ivy 爬满常春藤的石墙
3. warble：[ˈwɔrbl] to sing, especially in a high voice that is not very steady （尤指用颤音高声）唱
E.g. He warbled his way through the song 整个歌曲他是用高颤音唱的
4. quaver : if sb's voice quavers , it is unsteady, usually because the person is nervous or afraid （嗓音因紧张或害怕等）颤抖，颤动 E.g ‘I'm not safe here, am I? ’ she asked in a quavering voice. 我在这里不安全吧？”她用颤抖的声音问道
5. linnet: ['lɪnɪt]a small brown and grey bird of the finch family 赤胸朱顶雀
6. amethyst: [ˈæməθɪst]a purple semi-precious stone , used in making jewellery 紫水晶；紫晶 E.g an amethyst ring 紫水晶戒指
7. stroop : to bend your body forwards and downwards 俯身；弯腰 E.g She stooped down to pick up the child 她俯身抱起孩子
8. ripple : ~ of sth a sound that gradually becomes louder and then quieter again 起伏的声音 E.g.a ripple of applause/laughter 一阵阵的掌声 / 笑声
9.luminous :[ˈlumənəs] shining in the dark; giving out light 夜光的；发光的；发亮的 E.g.the luminous quality of the music 美妙动听的音乐
10. fleet : adj. able to run fast 跑得快的；快速的 E.g.fleet-footed 跑得快
11. sunbeam : a stream of light from the sun （一束）阳光
12. lilac : [ˈlaɪlək, -lɑk, -læk]adj. a pale purple colour 淡紫色；丁香紫 E.g.a lilac dress一件淡紫色的连衣裙
13. amber-brown : 琥珀色
14. adieu :[əˈdu] (old use,or literary) goodbye 再见
15. petulant : [ˈpetʃənt] bad-tempered and unreasonable, especially because you cannot do or have what you want 闹脾气的；爱耍性子的；赌气的；任性的
原诗如下：
Roses and Rue (To L.L.) by Oscar Wilde
Could we dig up this long-buried treasure,
Were it worth the pleasure,
We never could learn love's song,
We are parted too long
Could the passionate past that is fled
Call back its dead,
Could we live it all over again,
Were it worth the pain!
I remember we used to meet
By an ivied seat,
And you warbled each pretty word
With the air of a bird;
And your voice had a quaver in it,
Just like a linnet,
And shook, as the blackbird's throat
With its last big note;
And your eyes, they were green and grey
Like an April day,
But lit into amethyst
When I stooped and kissed;
And your mouth, it would never smile
For a long, long while,
Then it rippled all over with laughter
Five minutes after.
You were always afraid of a shower,
Just like a flower:
I remember you started and ran
When the rain began.
I remember I never could catch you,
For no one could match you,
You had wonderful, luminous, fleet,
Little wings to your feet.
I remember your hair - did I tie it?
For it always ran riot -
Like a tangled sunbeam of gold:
These things are old.
I remember so well the room,
And the lilac bloom
That beat at the dripping pane
In the warm June rain;
And the colour of your gown,
It was amber-brown,
And two yellow satin bows
From the shoulders rose.
And the handkerchief of French lace
Which you held to your face-
Had a small tear left a stain?
Or was it the rain?
On your hand as it waved adieu
There were veins of blue;
In your voice as it said good-bye
Was a petulant cry,
"You have only wasted your life."
(Ah, that was the knife!)
When I rushed through the garden gate
It was all too late.
Could we live it over again,
Were it worth the pain,
Could the passionate past that is fled
Call back its dead!
Well, if my heart must break,
Dear love, for your sake,
It will break in music, I know,
Poets' hearts break so.
But strange that I was not told
That the brain can hold
In a tiny ivory cell
God's heaven and hell.
