Leonie Adams - Home-coming 汉译

When I stepped homeward to my hill

Dusk went before with quiet tread;

The bare laced branches of the trees

Were as a mist about its head.

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Upon its leaf-brown breast, the rocks

Like great gray sheep lay silent-wise;

Between the birch trees’ gleaming arms

The faint stars trembled in the skies.

The white brook met me half-way up

And laughed as one that knew me well,

To whose more clear than crystal xoice

The frost had joines a crystal spell.

The skies lay like pale-watered deep.

Dusk ran before me to its strand

And cloudily leaned forth to touch

The moon’s slow wonder with her hand.