诗歌赏析：By Blue Ontario's Shore（1）

　　By Blue Ontario's Shore(1)

　　By blue Ontario's shore，

　　As I mused of these warlike days and of peace return'd， and

　　the dead that return no more，

　　A Phantom gigantic superb， with stern visage accosted me，

　　Chant me the poem， it said， that comes from the soul of

　　America， chant me the carol of victory，

　　And strike up the marches of Libertad， marches more powerful

　　yet，

　　And sing me before you go the song of the throes of

　　Democracy.

　　(Democracy， the destin'd conqueror， yet treacherous

　　lipsmiles everywhere，

　　And death and infidelity at every step.)