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
3 s/ `( A( q  k0 A　　And crashing intervals. No summer breeze
　　Is this, though hot July is at its height,
7 p3 o" n2 H# \　　Gone is her gentler music; with delight
3 a! Z3 g/ N# D! N　　She listens to this booming like the seas,
+ ]) J4 Y8 o1 }　　These elemental, loud necessities
　　Which call to her to answer their swift might.
% C* i2 t6 S5 y# ?% C, A# F0 |$ s( x　　Above the tossing trees shines down a star,
　　Quietly bright; this wild, tumultuous joy
6 {) [0 d  `$ ~( a　　Quickens nor dims its splendour. And my mind,
: ^+ T! y+ k% O+ |* b+ Z　　O Star! is filled with your white light, from far,
　　So suffer me this one night to enjoy
) S8 Y6 t5 g" N4 x! w　　The freedom of the onward sweeping wind.