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ew In stature, grace, and hue In shadowy silent distance grew the Iceberg too. IX Alien they seemed to be: No mortal eye could see The intimate welding of their later history. X Or sign that they were bent By paths coincident On being anon twin halves of one August event, XI Till the Spinner of the Years Said “Now!” And each one hears, And consummation es, and jars two hemispheres.【篇二】?jī)?yōu)美的簡(jiǎn)單英語(yǔ)詩(shī)歌閱讀 I Love This Land If I were a bird, I would si