Where Claribel low-lieth

在克拉丽的长眠地，

The breezes pause and die,

停息的微风已死亡，

Letting the rose-leaves fall;

玫瑰花飘落了花瓣；

But the solemn oak-tree sigheth,

芬芳的橡树枝叶密，

Thick-leaved, ambrosial,

庄严肃穆地在悲叹；

With an ancient melody

这悲叹是古老歌唱，

Of an inward agony,

唱出它内心的哀伤——

Where Claribel low-lieth.

在克拉丽的长眠地。

At eve the beetle boometh

傍晚时嗡嗡的甲虫

Athwart the thicket lone;

飞过了僻静矮树丛；

At noon the wild bee hummeth

中午时野蜂营营飞，

About the moss'd headstone;

傍着长青苔的墓碑；

At midnight the moon cometh,

夜半时月亮升天上，

And looketh down alone.

孤零零朝下界凝望。

Her song the lintwhite swelleth,

这里有红雀在啭鸣，

The clear-voiced mavis dwelleth,

有歌鸫频频发清音，

The callow throstle lispeth,

有小小画眉学啼叫，

The slumbrous wave outwelleth,

有阵阵昏沉波浪声；

The babbling runnel crispeth,

而深深的孔穴洞窖

The hollow grot replieth

应答着汩汩的小溪——

Where Claribel low-lieth

在克拉丽的长眠地。