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Than these November skies Is no sky lovelier. The clouds are deep; Into their grey the subtle spies Of colour creep, Changing their high austerity to delight, Till ev’n the leaden interfolds are bright.
比十一月的天空更可爱。云是深的;他们的灰色中，隐藏着色彩的间谍，把他们的严肃变成了快乐，直到铅灰色的褶皱变亮为止。
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