Once in a golden hour

当时岁月若流金，

I cast to earth a seed.

我曾洒种盼花荫。

Up there came a flower,

长出一棵人不识，

The people said, a weed.

嘲作野草笑不伦。

To and fro they went

人来人往这一群，

Thro' my garden-bower,

肆意践踏我园林。

And muttering discontent

低声抱怨我听见，

Cursed me and my flower.

诅我花兮咒我身。

Then it grew so tall

不觉此花长太高，

It wore a crown of light,

头戴光冠好逍遥。

But thieves from o'er the wall

谁知墙外来了贼，

Stole the seed by night;

偷我种子夜潜逃。

Sow'd it far and wide

众贼洒种远且广，

By every town and tower,

传遍千城与万巷。

Till all the people cried,

直到天下人皆呼，

'Splendid is the flower.'

此花开时真漂亮！

Read my little fable:

我有寓言寄逃徒，

He that runs may read.

没准识字能通读。

Most can raise the flowers now

而今人人有种子，

For all have got the seed.

任谁都能种几株。

And some are pretty enough,

几株还算长得美，

And some are poor indeed;

几株实在太马虎。

And now again the people

于是众人再一次，

Call it but a weed.

又以野草相称呼。