Spring Quiet
Christina Georgina RossettiChristina Rossetti
Translated by Li Jingqi
Gone were but the Winter,
Come were but the Spring,
I would go to a covert
Where the birds sing;
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Spring is coming;
In the shelter,
Listen to the birdsong;
Where in the whitethorn
Singeth a thrush,
And a robin sings
In the holly-bush.
Hawthorn forest,
Thrush sings;
Holly bushes singing
Robin.
Full of fresh scents
Are the budding boughs
Arching high over
A cool green house:
The branches are sprouting,
the fragrance is flowing,
the green house is cool,
it is placed on it.
Full of sweet scents,
And whispering air
Which sayeth softly:
"We spread no snare;
The fragrance floats,
The air whispers
Speak softly:
"We will not set up a trap;
"Here dwell in safety,
Here dwell alone,
With a clear stream
And a mossy stone.
"It is safe to live here,
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Living alone here,
there is a clear stream,
with stones and moss green.
"Here the sun shineth
Most shadily;
Here is heard an echo
Of the far sea,
Though far off it be."
"There is sunshine here,
and more shade;
can hear the sea
The echo sounded,
Although it came from afar,"