Nought that I would give today

我今天要给出的不过是零

Would half compare

与一半的

With the long-treasured riches that somewhere

那珍藏已久的财宝的相比——

In the deep heart are stored.

它们被贮存在心底的某个地方。

Cloud and the moon and mist and the whole

云和月和雾和那整座宝窟的

Hoard of frail, white-bubbling stars,

脆弱的、冒着白泡的星辰，

And the cool blessing,

和那清凉的祝福，

Like moth or wind caressing,

像蛾或风的轻抚，

Of the fair, fresh rain-dipped flowers;

那些美丽、新鲜、浸着雨水的花朵；

And all the spells of the sea, and the new green

还有海的所有魔力，还有

Of moss and fern and bracken

苔藓、羊齿草和欧洲蕨的新绿

Before their youth is stricken;

在它们的青春遭袭之前；

The thoughts of the trees at eventide, the hush

那些树木黄昏时的思绪，

In the dark corn at morning,

清晨昏暗的玉米地里的寂静，

And the wish

还有那个愿望

In your own heart still but dawning —

在你自己的心里，才刚破晓——

All of these,

所有这些，

A soft weight on your hands,

一个柔软的重在你的手上，

I would give now;

此刻我愿意给予；

And lastly myself made clean

而最后是已变得干净的我自己，

And white as the wave-washed sand,

洁白如浪花冲洗过的沙滩，

If I knew how.

如果我知道怎么做到的话。