Stopping By Woods On A Snowy Evening
                William Wordsworth

 

Whose woods these are I think I know.
His house is in the village though;
He will not see me stopping here
To watch his woods fill up with snow.
My little horse must think it queer
To stop without a farmhouse near
Between the woods and frozen lake
The darkest evening of the year.
He gives his harness bells a shake
To ask if there is some mistake.
The only other sound's the sweep
Of easy wind and downy flake.
The woods are lovely, dark and deep.
But I have promises to keep,
And miles to go before I sleep,
And miles to go before I sleep. 
雪夜林中驻马

 

----威廉.华兹华斯 /  杨虚、楚留香译

 

谁拥此林吾已闻，故人家在那边村。
熟能料我今来此？独对飘飘雪满林。

 

到此停留马亦奇，残宵一片黑漆漆。
冰湖寂寂森林冷，农舍其间迹更迷。

 

征马缰铃一甩鸣，问吾是否已迷径。
只闻飕飕清风雨，更有鹅毛雪片声。

 

吾爱此林黑且幽，只因守约不能留。
征程尚远须前去，走罢征程始肯休。

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