Snow-Flakes英文诗词

时间:2021-08-31

  Snow-Flakes

  by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

  Out of the bosom of the Air,

  Out of the cloud-folds of her garments shaken,

  Over the woodlands brown and bare,

  Over the harvest-fields forsaken,

  Silent, and soft, and slow

  Descends the snow.

  Even as our cloudy fancies take

  Suddenly shape in some divine expression,

  Even as the troubled heart doth make

  In the white countenance confession,

  The troubled sky reveals

  The grief it feels.

  This is the poem of the air,

  Slowly in silent syllables recorded;

  This is the secret of despair,

  Long in its cloudy bosom hoarded,

  Now whispered and revealed

  To wood and field.

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