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圣诞特辑！The Minstrelsthe minstrels played their christmas tuneto-night beneath my cottage-eaves;while, smitten by a lofty moon,the encircling laurels, thick with leaves,gave back a rich and dazzling sheen,that overpowered their natural green.吟游诗人哼着他们的圣诞节曲调，今夜，在我的田舍小屋下。此时，高耸的月亮给予他们灵感。层层的月桂树，覆盖着叶子，映射着饱满眩目的光泽，早已经超越了他们原有的颜色。through hill and valley every breezehad sunk to rest with folded wings:keen was the air, but could not freeze,nor check, the music of the strings;so stout and hardy were the bandthat scraped the chords with strenuous hand.穿过山谷的每一阵微风下沉收起翅膀：风是那么锋利，但永不冷漠，也不核对，弦音声声：一层层又如此的强烈刚强，用热烈的手摩擦着弦柱。and who but listened?--till was paidrespect to every inmate&`&s claim,the greeting given, the music playedin honour of each household name,duly pronounced with lusty call,但是谁在听？这个取决于同住的人的主张，给个问候，做个音乐，为每个家里名字而自豪，正式而显著的强有力的呼叫，圣诞快乐哦~祝所有人！