有關秋天的英語詩歌鑑賞

有關秋天的英語詩歌鑑賞

  A Fall Song

  by Ellen Robena Field

  Golden and red trees

  Nod to the soft breeze,

  As it whispers, "Winter is near;"

  And the brown nuts fall

  At the wind's loud call,

  For this is the Fall of the year.

  Good-by, sweet flowers!

  Through bright Summer hours

  You have filled our hearts with cheer

  We shall miss you so,

  And yet you must go,

  For this is the Fall of the year.

  Now the days grow cold,

  As the year grows old,

  And the meadows are brown and sere;

  Brave robin redbreast

  Has gone from his nest,

  For this is the Fall of the year.

  I do softly pray

  At the close of day,

  That the little children, so dear,

  May as purely grow

  As the fleecy snow

  That follows the Fall of the year.

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