经典英文短诗精选：At Night

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经典英文短诗精选：At Night　　The wind is singing through the trees to-night,
　　A deep-voiced song of rushing cadences
) g: {; g& K0 z+ ~4 P( j　　And crashing intervals. No summer breeze
) }/ y1 E, n7 `7 q+ L* f7 S　　Is this, though hot July is at its height,
% t7 Z( z5 ~5 ~7 N　　Gone is her gentler music; with delight
' Q5 x7 Z* f/ D8 n* P; X　　She listens to this booming like the seas,
　　These elemental, loud necessities
, f0 s, I8 }3 J' d　　Which call to her to answer their swift might.
% Q/ y" w3 b7 `　　Above the tossing trees shines down a star,
　　Quietly bright; this wild, tumultuous joy
) i6 W; e$ d! B1 Q3 V$ @( j& E$ N7 ]　　Quickens nor dims its splendour. And my mind,
# C/ i1 W, e* V& V9 S　　O Star! is filled with your white light, from far,
　　So suffer me this one night to enjoy
　　The freedom of the onward sweeping wind.