她走在美的光影里，好像

She walks in beauty, like the night

无云的夜空，繁星闪烁；

Of cloudless climes and starry skies;

明与暗的最美的形象

And all that 's best of dark and bright

凝聚于她的容颜和眼波，

Meet in her aspect and her eyes:

融成一片淡雅的清光——

Thus mellow'd to that tender light

浓艳的白天得不到的恩泽。

Which heaven to gaudy day denies.

多一道阴影，少一缕光芒，

One shade the more, one ray the less,

都会有损于这无名之美：

Had half impair'd the nameless grace

美在她绺绺黑发间飘荡，

Which waves in every raven tress,

也在她颜面上洒布柔辉；

Or softly lightens o'er her face;

愉悦的思想在那儿颂扬

Where thoughts serenely sweet express

这神圣寓所的纯洁高贵。

How pure, how dear their dwelling-place.

安详，和婉，富于情态——

And on that cheek, and o'er that brow,

在那脸颊上，在那眉宇间，

So soft, so calm, yet eloquent,

迷人的笑容，照人的光彩，

The smiles that win, the tints that glow,

显示温情伴送着芳年；

But tell of days in goodness spent,

恬静的、涵容一切的胸怀！

A mind at peace with all below,

A heart whose love is innocent!