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At the very end of the poem, the uncouth swain "rose, and twitch't his Mantle blue: tomorrow to fresh Woods and Pastures new."
在诗歌的最后，这个粗鄙的年轻人吟唱到,“慢慢上升，挥动了他蔚蓝色的丝巾“,向崭新的牧场和森林眺望明天“
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