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
　　Is this, though hot July is at its height,
! B& Y' R4 X9 j# n3 Q; k　　Gone is her gentler music; with delight
. `8 c: V+ C1 t( O4 E# P, e. x　　She listens to this booming like the seas,
( H8 D3 U: J2 W　　These elemental, loud necessities
　　Which call to her to answer their swift might.
　　Above the tossing trees shines down a star,
) S" p# h3 r0 F, S& `　　Quietly bright; this wild, tumultuous joy
) r3 S. P9 @4 h& U5 p　　Quickens nor dims its splendour. And my mind,
　　O Star! is filled with your white light, from far,
7 t- L: N% R8 N* X  p+ a  L/ D　　So suffer me this one night to enjoy
　　The freedom of the onward sweeping wind.