By Christina Georgina Rossetti ——克里斯蒂娜·吉奧爾吉娜·羅塞蒂

My heart is like a singing bird

Whose nest is in a waterd shoot;

My heart is like an apple-tree

Whose boughs are bent with thick-set fruit;

My heart is like a rainbow shell

That paddles in a halcyon sea;

My heart is gladder than all these，

Because my love is come to me.

Raise me a dais of silk and down;

Hang it with vair and purple dyes;

Carve it in doves and pomegranates，

And peacocks with a hundred eyes;

Work it in gold and silver grapes，

In leaves and silver fleurs-de-lys;

Because the birthday of my life is come，

My love is come to me.

我的心像只鳴啼的小鳥，

在柔潤的枝條上筑著巢;

我的心像蘋果樹，

被累累的碩果壓彎了腰;

我的心像五彩繽紛的貝殼，

在平靜的海上輕輕蕩漾;

我的心比這些還更歡暢，

因?yàn)槲业膼垡呀?jīng)到來。

為我造一座絲絨的講臺;

用金色和紫色顏料涂染;

在上面雕刻鴿子和石榴，

還有孔雀長著一百只眼;

再用金銀葡萄把它裝扮，

樹葉和鳶尾草銀光閃閃;

因?yàn)槲业纳找呀?jīng)來臨，

因?yàn)槲业膼垡呀?jīng)到來。