试题出自试卷《华东师范大学2007年考博英语真题》

The notes above were set down for a lecture in 1967, and I find myself now making a few changes to bring them up to date, none of much consequence.（1）I see the case now, there is one point these old notes seem to be driving（2）which never quite gets articulated but which（3）a lot for me these days. It seems（4）, in fact; and especially so perhaps in view of the present condition of American poetry. Far more than the reality of the scene, which I nonetheless highly prize, I would call （ 5 ） now to the absolute purity of style achieved in this little masterpiece, and effortlessly achieved,   （ 6） to be equaled even by Williams. Other poems by Williams - certainly poems by other poets — are much richer （ 7 ） what they encompass; （8）vision is deeper and the character of the poet stands as a more affecting human presence. Often enough the language is more（9）. But this poem is perfectly said. Lean, streamlined; and there is（10）extra, no excrescence, no excess, no showing off; nor indeed any shortcoming whatever. We have （ 11 ） we see; we have it exactly Art can aspire higher and no doubt, at times, should.  （ 12） not always. I think of Wang Wei: the Chinese effect in general, here （ 13） . I begin to understand how a critic like Winters can argue that the brief lyric may be greater than a complete tragedy,   （ 14） lyric can hope for perfection, a(n)   （ 15） wholeness and unity. One of Williams’ many admirers has written（ 16） “Between Walls” that since “there is no living thing in the poem - just a mockery of the color of growing plants - the feeling of the poem is ... sterile and airless.” But this opinion can only be the result of an absurd prejudice, probably got up out of some all （ 17 ） simple understanding of the organic and the natural. There is no mockery in this green: imitation, yes, and, one might（18）suggest, a certain pathos and bravery in the imitation. There is more to（19）than that, but there is, just glintingly, that. Meanwhile we do have also, thanking the muse of reality, pieces of a broken bottle, the real thing, as good as（20）green leaf here.