vocabulary :
1. fled: [fl?d] 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 迅速離開婆誓；（尤指害怕有危險(xiǎn)而）逃避，逃跑 E.g.He fled to London after an argument with his family.他與家人爭吵以后離家去了倫敦
2. ivied: ['a?v?d] adj. overgrown with ivy; 常春藤覆蓋的
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 爬滿常春藤的石墻?
3. warble：[?w?rbl] to sing, especially in a high voice that is not very steady （尤指用顫音高聲）唱
E.g. He warbled his way through the song 整個(gè)歌曲他是用高顫音唱的
4. quaver :?if sb's voice quavers , it is unsteady, usually because the person is nervous or afraid （嗓音因緊張或害怕等）顫抖丐怯，顫動(dòng)? E.g ‘I'm not safe here, am I? ’ she asked in a quavering voice. 我在這里不安全吧？”她用顫抖的聲音問道
5. linnet: ['l?n?t]a small brown and grey bird of the finch family 赤胸朱頂雀?
6. amethyst: [??m?θ?st]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；彎腰 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 起伏的聲音 E.g.a ripple of applause/laughter 一陣陣的掌聲 / 笑聲
9.luminous :[?lum?n?s] shining in the dark; giving out light 夜光的渴频；發(fā)光的；發(fā)亮的 E.g.the luminous quality of the music 美妙動(dòng)聽的音樂
10. fleet : adj. ?able to run fast 跑得快的章郁；快速的 E.g.fleet-footed 跑得快
11. sunbeam : a stream of light from the sun （一束）陽光
12. lilac : [?la?l?k, -lɑk, -l?k]adj.? a pale purple colour 淡紫色枉氮；丁香紫 E.g.a lilac dress一件淡紫色的連衣裙
13. amber-brown : 琥珀色
14. adieu :[??du] (old use,or literary) goodbye 再見
15. petulant : [?pet??nt] bad-tempered and unreasonable, especially because you cannot do or have what you want 鬧脾氣的志衍；愛耍性子的；賭氣的聊替；任性的
原詩如下：?
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.
