stopping by woods on a snowy evening (1923)
－－robert frost
whose woods these are i think i know.
his house is in the village though;
he will not see me stopping here
to watch his woods fill up with snow.
my little horse must think it queer
to stop without a farmhouse near
between the woods and frozen lake
the darkest evening of the year.
he gives his harness bells a shake
to ask if there is some mistake.
the only other sound’s the sweep
of easy wind and downy flake.
the woods are lovely, dark, and deep,
but i have promises to keep,
and miles to go before i sleep,
and miles to go before i sleep.
雪夜林畔小駐
－－余光中譯
想來我認識這座森林，
林主的莊宅就在鄰村,
卻不會見我在此駐馬，
看他林中積雪的美景。
我的小馬一定頗驚訝：
四望不見有什麼農家，
偏是一年最暗的黃昏，
寒林和冰湖之間停下。
它搖一搖身上的串鈴，
問我這地方該不該停。
此外只有輕風拂雪片，
再也聽不見其他聲音。
森林又暗又深真可羨，
但我還要守一些諾言，
還要趕多少路才安眠，
還要趕多少路才安眠。
