Samuel Rogers - A Wish 汉译

Mine be a cot beside the hill;   <?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" />

A bee-hive’s hum shall soothe my ear;  

A willowy brook that turns a mill,  

With many a fall shall linger near.  

The swallow, oft, beneath my thatch      

Shall twitter from her clay-built nest;  

Oft shall the pilgrim lift the latch,  

And share my meal, a welcome guest.  

Around my ivied porch shall spring  

Each fragrant flower that drinks the dew;  

And Lucy, at her wheel, shall sing  

In russet gown and apron blue.  

The village church among the trees,  

Where first our marriage-vows were given.  

With merry peals shall swell the breeze  

And point with taper spire to Heaven.