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The wind has gently murmured through the blinds, or puffed with feathery softness against the windows,and occasionally sighed like a summer zephyr lifting the leaves along, the livelong night.
微風緩緩地吹著百葉窗，吹在窗上，非常溫柔，像羽毛似的偶爾也會猶如幾聲嘆息，聽起來像夏日漫漫長夜里風輕撫著樹葉的聲音。
The meadow mouse has slept in his snug gallery in the sod, the owl has sat in a hollow tree in the depth of the swamp, the rabbit, the squirrel, and the fox have all been housed.
在鋪著草皮的地下，田鼠正在地洞里呼呼大睡，貓頭鷹則在沼澤地深處的—棵空心樹里蹲著，兔子、松鼠、狐貍都呆在家里。
The watch—dog has lain quiet on the hearth, and the cattle have stood silent in their stalls.
看門的狗靜靜地躺在暖爐旁，牛羊在欄里悄無聲息。
The earth itself has slept, as it were its first, not its last sleep, save when some street sign or woodhouse door has faintly creaked upon its hinge,
連大地都在沉睡—但這不是壽終正寢，而是忙碌一年后第一次美美地睡上一覺。夜已經深了，大自然還在忙碌著， 只有街上一些招牌或小木屋的門軸不時嘎吱嘎吱地響，
cheering forlorn nature at her midnight work-the only sound awake twixt Venus and Mars-advertising us of a remote inward warmth, a divine cheer and fellowship, where gods are met together, but where it is very bleak for men to stand.
給沉寂的大自然來一點慰藉。也只有這些聲音，預示著在茫茫宇宙中，在金星和火星之間，天地萬物中還有一些是清醒的。我們想起了看似遙遠卻也許近在心中的"溫暖感覺”，還有那些只有天神們在相聚時才能感受到的一種神圣的鼓舞和難得的交情，而這些對于凡人是不勝蒼涼的。
But while the earth has slumbered，all the air has been alive with feathery flakes descending，as if some northern Ceres reigned, showering her silvery grain over all the fields.
大地此刻在酣睡，可是空氣還 很活躍，鵝毛大雪漫天飛舞，好像是一個北方的五谷女神，正在把她的銀種子撒在我們的田野上。
We sleep, and at length awake to the still reality of a winter morning.
我們也進入了夢鄉，等到醒來時，恰是冬季的早展。
The snow lies warm as cotton or down upon the window sill；
世界靜悄梢的，雪下了厚厚的-層。
the broadened sash and frosted panes admit a dim and private light, which enhances the snug cheer within.
窗根上像鋪了柔軟的棉花或羽域：窗格子顯得寬了些，玻璃上爬滿了冰紋，看起來黯淡而神秘。
