I would be one with the dark, dark earth:—

我会成为那个和黑土相伴的人——

Follow the plough with a yokel tread.

跟随着农夫的犁铧。

I would be part of the Indian corn,

我会融化在那玉米中，

Walking the rows with the plumes o'erhead.

头戴羽饰列队前行。

I would be one with the lavish earth,

我会成为那个和沃土相伴的人，

Eating the bee-stung apples red:

饱餐那蜜蜂蛰过的苹果红：

Walking where lambs walk on the hills;

走在羊羔散步的小山，

By oak-grove paths to the pools be led.

在橡树林小路的指引下来到池塘。

I would be one with the dark-bright night

When sparkling skies and the lightning wed—

我会成为那个和亮夜相伴的人，

Walking on with the vicious wind

在天空和闪电的婚礼——

By roads whence even the dogs have fled.

与狂暴的风同行

在即使狗也会落荒而逃的路上。

I would be one with the sacred earth

On to the end, till I sleep with the dead.

Terror shall put no spears through me.

我会成为那个和圣土相伴的人，

Peace shall jewel my shroud instead.

行至尽头，直到和亡者同眠。

恐惧的矛尖不会刺穿我的身体，

I shall be one with all pit-black things

相反和平会在裹尸布上饰以奇珍。

Finding their lowering threat unsaid:

Stars for my pillow there in the gloom,—

我会成为和绝对黑暗同行的人，

Oak-roots arching about my head!

找到它低垂的威胁没有说出的话：

在幽暗中看到枕边的星星——

Stars, like daisies, shall rise through the earth,

我的头颅边拱起的橡树的根!

Acorns fall round my breast that bled.

Children shall weave there a flowery chain,

那星星应当像雏菊一般穿过土壤升起，

Squirrels on acorn-hearts be fed:—

而橡子在我流血的胸膛旁边坠落

孩子们会在这里挥舞花环，

Fruit of the traveller-heart of me,

而松鼠们会把橡子和心脏当做食粮——

Fruit of my harvest-songs long sped:

Sweet with the life of my sunburned days

这就是我旅人之心的果实，

When the sheaves were ripe, and the apples red.

我收获之歌长期催熟的橡子：

那甘甜来自我日光灼烧的日子，

当谷束金黄，苹果艳红。