William Wordsworth - The Reverie of Poor Susan 汉译

At the corner of Wood Street, when daylight appears,

Hangs a Thrush that sings loud, it has sung for three years:

Poor Susan has passed by the spot, and has heard

In the silence of morning the song of the Bird.

Tis a note of enchantment; what ails her? She sees

A mountain ascending, a vision of trees;

Bright volumes of vapour through Lothbury glide,

And a river flows on through the vale of Cheapside.

Green pastures she views in the midst of the dale,

Down which she so often has tripped with her pail;

And a single small cottage, a nest like a dove’s,

The one only dwelling on earth that she loves.

She looks, and her heart is in heaven: but they fade,

The mist and the river, the hill and the shade:

The stream will not flow, and the hill will not rise,

And the colours have all passed away from her eyes!

苏珊的梦幻

伍德街拐角，曙光已显现，

画眉高叫着，它叫了三年；

穷苦的苏珊，她常常路过，

静静晨光里听画眉唱歌。

这调子真迷人；她怎么补舒服？

她仿佛望见了山峦和树木；

团团的白雾飘过洛伯里，

河水奔流在奇普赛谷底。

她望见谷地里青碧的牧场，

那儿，她常常提着桶奔忙；

孤零零的茅舍，像个鸽子窝，

是人间她喜爱的唯一住所。

她飘飘欲仙；幻象都消隐：

雾气和河川，山峦与树影；

水不再奔流，山不再耸峙，

眼前的色相都悠悠飘逝。