[00:00.00]90听音乐网 www.90T8.com [00:00.27]Home Thoughts from Abroad by Robert Browning [00:04.88]O to be in England [00:06.79]Now that April's there [00:08.70]And whoever wakes in England [00:10.57]Sees some morning unaware [00:12.74]That the lowest boughs and the brushwood sheaf [00:15.72]Round the elm-tree bole are in tiny leaf [00:18.99]While the chaffinch sings on the orchard bough [00:21.90]In England now [00:24.49]And after April when May follows [00:26.75]And the whitethroat builds and all the swallows [00:30.19]Hark where my blossom'd pear-tree in my hedge [00:33.32]Leans to the field and scatters on the clover [00:36.67]Blossoms and dewdrops at the bent spray's edge [00:40.83]That's the wise thrush; he sings each song twice over [00:45.28]Lest you should think he never could recapture [00:47.99]The first fine careless rapture [00:51.59]And though the fields look rough with hoary dew [00:54.91]All will be gay when noontide wakes anew [00:58.49]The buttercups the little children's dower [01:01.86]Far brighter than this gaudy melon-flower
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[00:00.00]90听音乐网 www.90T8.com[00:00.27]Home Thoughts from Abroad by Robert Browning
[00:04.88]O to be in England
[00:06.79]Now that April's there
[00:08.70]And whoever wakes in England
[00:10.57]Sees some morning unaware
[00:12.74]That the lowest boughs and the brushwood sheaf
[00:15.72]Round the elm-tree bole are in tiny leaf
[00:18.99]While the chaffinch sings on the orchard bough
[00:21.90]In England now
[00:24.49]And after April when May follows
[00:26.75]And the whitethroat builds and all the swallows
[00:30.19]Hark where my blossom'd pear-tree in my hedge
[00:33.32]Leans to the field and scatters on the clover
[00:36.67]Blossoms and dewdrops at the bent spray's edge
[00:40.83]That's the wise thrush; he sings each song twice over
[00:45.28]Lest you should think he never could recapture
[00:47.99]The first fine careless rapture
[00:51.59]And though the fields look rough with hoary dew
[00:54.91]All will be gay when noontide wakes anew
[00:58.49]The buttercups the little children's dower
[01:01.86]Far brighter than this gaudy melon-flower
