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But the privations, or rather the hardships, of Lowood lessened.
然而，羅沃德的貧困，或者不如說艱辛，有所好轉。
Spring drew on. She was indeed already come. The frosts of winter had ceased.
春天即將來臨，實際上已經到來，冬季的嚴寒過去了。
Its snows were melted, its cutting winds ameliorated.
積雪已融化，刺骨的寒風不再那般肆虐，在四月和風的吹拂下。
My wretched feet, flayed and swollen to lameness by the sharp air of January,
我那雙曾被一月的寒氣剝去了一層皮，
began to heal and subside under the gentler breathings of April.
紅腫得一拐一拐的可憐的腳，已開始消腫和痊愈。
The nights and mornings no longer by their Canadian temperature froze the very blood in our veins;
夜晚和清晨不再出現加拿大式的低氣溫，險些把我們血管里的血凍住。
We could now endure the play-hour passed in the garden.
現在我們己受得了花園中度過的游戲的時刻。
Sometimes on a sunny day it began even to be pleasant and genial, and a greenness grew over those brown beds,
有時逢上好日子，天氣甚至變得溫暖舒適。枯黃的苗圃長出了一片新綠，一天比一天鮮嫩，
which, freshening daily, suggested the thought that Hope traversed them at night, and left each morning brighter traces of her steps.
使人仿佛覺得希望之神曾在夜間走過，每天清晨留下她愈來愈明亮的足跡。
Flowers peeped out amongst the leaves; snow-drops, crocuses, purple auriculas, and golden-eyed pansies.
花朵從樹葉叢中探出頭來，有雪花蓮呀、藏紅花呀、紫色的報春花和金眼三色紫羅蘭。
On Thursday afternoons (half-holidays) we now took walks, and found still sweeter flowers opening by the wayside, under the hedges.
每逢星期四下午（半假日）、我們都出去散步，看到不少更加可愛的花朵，盛開在路邊的籬笆下。
I discovered, too, that a great pleasure, an enjoyment which the horizon only bounded, lay all outside the high and spike-guarded walls of our garden.
我還發現，就在頂端用尖鐵防范著的花園高墻之外，有著一種莫大的愉快和享受，它廣闊無垠，直達天際。
This pleasure consisted in prospect of noble summits girdling a great hill-hollow, rich in verdure and shadow, in a bright beck, full of dark stones and sparkling eddies.
那種愉快來自宏偉的山峰環抱著的一個樹木蔥籠綠蔭蓋地的大山谷；也來自滿是黑色石子和閃光漩渦的明凈溪流。
How different had this scene looked when I viewed it laid out beneath the iron sky of winter, stiffened in frost, shrouded with snow!
這景色與我在冬日鐵灰色的蒼穹下，冰霜封凍、積雪覆蓋時看到的情景多么不同呀！
When mists as chill as death wandered to the impulse of east winds along those purple peaks, and rolled down "ing" and holm till they blended with the frozen fog of the beck!
那時候，死一般冷的霧氣被東風驅趕著，飄過紫色的山峰，滾下草地與河灘，直至與溪流上凝結的水氣融為一體。
That beck itself was then a torrent, turbid and curbless.
那時，這條小溪是一股混濁不堪、勢不可擋的急流。
It tore asunder the wood, and sent a raving sound through the air, often thickened with wild rain or whirling sleet.
它沖決了樹林，在空中發出咆哮，那聲音在夾雜著暴雨和旋轉的凍雨時，聽來常常更加沉悶。
And for the forest on its banks, that showed only ranks of skeletons.
至于兩岸的樹木，都己成了一排排死人的骨骼。
