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Some time passed before I felt tranquil even here:
即使在這兒，我也過了好一會才感到寧靜。
I had a vague dread that wild cattle might be near, or that some sportsman or poacher might discover me.
我隱約擔心附近會有野獸，或者某個狩獵人或偷獵者會發現我。
If a gust of wind swept the waste, I looked up, fearing it was the rush of a bull;
要是一陣風刮起了荒草，我就會抬起頭來，深怕是一頭野牛沖將過來了。
if a plover whistled, I imagined it a man.
要是一只行鳥叫了一下，我會想象是一個人的聲音。
Finding my apprehensions unfounded, however,
然而我發現自己的擔憂不過是捕風捉影，
and calmed by the deep silence that reigned as evening declined at nightfall, I took confidence.
此外黃昏過后夜幕降臨時深沉的寂靜，使我鎮定了下來，我便有了信心。
As yet I had not thought; I had only listened, watched, dreaded; now I regained the faculty of reflection.
但在這之前我沒有思考過，只不過細聽著，擔心著，觀察著。而現在我又恢復了思索的能力。
What was I to do? Where to go? Oh, intolerable questions, when I could do nothing and go nowhere!
我該怎么辦？往哪兒去？呵，當我無法可想，無處可去的時候，那些問題多么難以忍受呀！
When a long way must yet be measured by my weary, trembling limbs before I could reach human habitation
我得用疲乏顫抖的雙腿走完很長的路，才能抵達有人煙的地方
when cold charity must be entreated before I could get a lodging:
我要懇求發點冷冷的慈悲，才能找到一個投宿之處；
reluctant sympathy importuned, almost certain repulse incurred,
我要強求勉為其難的同情，而且多半還會遭人嫌棄，
before my tale could be listened to, or one of my wants relieved!
才能使人聽聽我的經歷，滿足我的需要。
