Tis winter and the fields are bare and waste,

The air one mass of vapour clouds and storms,

The sun’s broad beams are buried and o’er cast,

And silly glooms the midday light deforms,

Yet comfort now the social bosom warms,

Friendship of nature,

which I hourly prove,

Even in this winter scene of frosts and storms Bare fields,

The frozen lake and leafless grove are nature’s grand religion and true love!

 

冬日降臨，田野荒廢

大氣化為雲霧風暴

爽朗日照盡皆掩蔽

午間只見幽暗朦朧

但人心溫暖令我慰藉

自然的和諧

我時時見證

縱然冬景只見霜雪、風暴、荒蕪

湖面結凍、樹木光禿，總屬自然恩賜

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