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It was. Half heaven was pure and stainless: the clouds, now trooping before the wind, which had shifted to the west,
確實如此。半個天空都明凈如水。此刻，風(fēng)已改由西面吹來，輕云在風(fēng)前疾馳，
were filing off eastward in long, silvered columns. The moon shone peacefully.
朝東排列成長長的銀色園柱，月亮灑下了寧靜的光輝。
"Well," said Mr. Rochester, gazing inquiringly into my eyes, "how is my Janet now?"
“好吧，”羅切斯特先生說，一邊帶著探詢的目光窺視我。“這會兒我的珍妮特怎么樣了？”
"The night is serene, sir; and so am I."
“夜晚非常平靜，先生，我也一樣。”
"And you will not dream of separation and sorrow to-night; but of happy love and blissful union."
“明天除了歡樂的愛和幸福的結(jié)合，你再也不會夢見分離和悲傷了。”
This prediction was but half fulfilled: I did not indeed dream of sorrow, but as little did I dream of joy;
這一預(yù)見只實現(xiàn)了一半。我的確沒有夢見憂傷，但也沒有夢見歡樂。
for I never slept at all. With little Adèle in my arms, I watched the slumber of childhood
因為我根本就沒有睡著。我摟著阿黛勒，瞧著孩子沉沉睡去
so tranquil, so passionless, so innocent -- and waited for the coming day:
那么平靜，那么安寧，那么天真--等待著來日，
all my life was awake and astir in my frame: and as soon as the sun rose I rose too.
我的整個生命蘇醒了，在我軀體內(nèi)躁動著，太陽一出，我便起來了。
I remember Adèle clung to me as I left her:
我記得離開阿黛勒時她緊緊摟住我，
I remember I kissed her as I loosened her little hands from my neck;
我記得把她的小手從我脖子上松開的時候，我吻了吻她。
and I cried over her with strange emotion, and quitted her because I feared my sobs would break her still sound repose.
我懷著一種莫名的情感對著她哭了起來，趕緊離開了她，生怕哭泣聲會驚動她的酣睡。
She seemed the emblem of my past life;
她似乎就是我往昔生活的標(biāo)志，
and he I was now to array myself to meet, the dread, but adored, type of my unknown future day.
而他，我此刻梳裝打扮前去會面的，他是既可怕而又親切、卻一無所知的未來的標(biāo)志。
