When we came home across the hill

当我们越过山岭回家，

    No leaves were fallen from the trees;

不见树叶从树上飘下；

    The gentle fingers of the breeze

煦风温柔的手指，

Had torn no quivering cobweb down.

还没撕碎那颤抖的蜘蛛网。

The hedgerow bloomed with flowers still,

灌木丛中花朵依然姹紫嫣红，

    No withered petals lay beneath;

不见飘零的花瓣躺在丛中；

    But the wild roses in your wreath

但你花环上的野玫瑰啊，

Were faded, and the leaves were brown.

叶子棕黄，早已凋谢枯萎。