這一首挺有來(lái)歷…這是我有天跟老爺子去澡堂洗完澡修腳（他修，我不修）的時(shí)候翻譯的

Mild the mist upon the hill

Telling not of storms tomorrow;

No, the day has wept its fill,

Spent its store of silent sorrow.

山坡上籠罩的薄霧

并非預(yù)示著明天的風(fēng)雨；

不，今日已傾灑了它所有的存儲(chǔ)，

花光了它沉默的憂郁。

O, I'm gone back to the days of youth,

I am a child once more,

And 'neath my father's sheltering roof

And near the old hall door

我回到了年輕的時(shí)日，

再一次成為了孩子，

頭頂父親庇護(hù)的屋頂，

臨近房子老舊的門廳，

I watch this cloudy evening fall

After a day of rain;

Blue mists, sweet mists of summer pall

The horizon's mountain chain.

我望著這云翳的晚夕，

一日的降雨已然落盡；

夏日的藍(lán)霧，甜美的霧氣，

叫連綿的群山失卻魅力。

The damp stands on the long green grass

As thick as morning's tears,

And dreamy scents of fragrance pass

That breathe of other years.

濕氣貼附在長(zhǎng)長(zhǎng)的綠草，

同清晨的露珠一般大?。?/p>

芬芳的氣味夢(mèng)幻縹緲，

夾雜著往昔的味道。

by Emily Jane Bront?