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ACROSS the land a faint blue veil of mist
Seems hung; the woods wear yet arrayment sober Till frost shall make them flame; silent and whist The drooping1 cherry orchards2 of October Like mournful pennons hang their shrivelling leaves Russet and orange: all things now decay; Long since ye garnered3 in your autumn sheaves And sad the robins4 pipe at set of day. Now do ye dream of Spring when greening shaws Confer with the shrewd breezes and of slopes Flower-kirtled and of April virgin5 guest; Days that ye love despite their windy flaws Since they are woven with all joys and hopes 点击收听单词发音
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