第 1 页精品文档---下载后可任意编辑英语课外阅读：The nightingale and the rose 11The nightingale and the rose By Oscar Wilde She sang first of the birth of love in the heart of a boy and a girl
And on the top-most spray of the Rose-tree there blossomed a marvellous rose,petal following petal, as song followed song
Pale was it, at first, as the mist that hangs over the river - pale as the feet of the morning, and silver as the wings of the dawn
As the shadow of a rose in a mirror of silver, as the shadow of a rose in a water-pool, so was the rose that blossomed on the topmost spray of the Tree
But the Tree cried to the Nightingale to press closer against the thorn
Press closer, little Nightingale, cried the Tree, or the Day will come before the rose is finished
So the Nightingale pressed closer against the t
