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
　　And crashing intervals. No summer breeze
% S  T- \! U# o/ H( R! _2 \　　Is this, though hot July is at its height,
6 N5 Q8 `3 v( c8 S2 s　　Gone is her gentler music; with delight
　　She listens to this booming like the seas,
. R8 K% ^7 F8 a　　These elemental, loud necessities
　　Which call to her to answer their swift might.
; x  ]- E) [6 U8 R! v! v　　Above the tossing trees shines down a star,
　　Quietly bright; this wild, tumultuous joy
　　Quickens nor dims its splendour. And my mind,
　　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.