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"Listen, Diana," said one of the absorbed students;
“聽著，黛安娜，”兩位專心致志的學生中的一位說，
"Franz and old Daniel are together in the night-time,
“費朗茨和老丹尼爾在一起過夜。
and Franz is telling a dream from which he has awakened in terror -- listen!"
費朗茨正說起一個夢，這個夢把他給嚇醒--聽著！”
And in a low voice she read something, of which not one word was intelligible to me;
她聲音放得很低，讀了什么東西，我連一個字也沒聽懂，
for it was in an unknown tongue -- neither French nor Latin. Whether it were Greek or German I could not tell.
因為這是一種完全陌生的語言--既不是法文，也不是拉丁。至于是希臘文還是德文，我無法判斷。
"That is strong," she said, when she had finished: "I relish it."
“那說得很有力，”她念完后說，“我很欣賞。”
The other girl, who had lifted her head to listen to her sister,
另一位抬頭聽著她妹妹的站娘，
repeated, while she gazed at the fire, a line of what had been read.
一面凝視爐火，一面重復了剛才讀過的一行。
At a later day, I knew the language and the book; therefore, I will here quote the line:
后來，我知道了那種語言和那本書，所以我要在這里加以引用，
though, when I first heard it, it was only like a stroke on sounding brass to me -- conveying no meaning:
盡管我當初聽來，仿佛是敲在銅器上的響聲--不傳達任何意義：
"'Da trat hervor Einer, anzusehen wie die Sternen Nacht.'
“Da trat hervor Einer, anzusehn wie die Sternen Nacht”
Good! good!" she exclaimed, while her dark and deep eye sparkled.
“妙！妙！”她大嚷著，烏黑深沉的眼睛閃著光芒。
"There you have a dim and mighty archangel fitly set before you!
“你面前恰好站了一位模糊而偉大的天使！
The line is worth a hundred pages of fustian.
這一行勝過一百頁浮華的文章。
'Ich wage die Gedanken in der Schale meines Zornes und die Werke mit dem Gewichte meines Grimms.' I like it!"
‘Ich wage die Gedanken in der Schale meines Zornes unddie Werke mit dem Gewichte meines Grimms’ 我喜歡它！”
Both were again silent.
兩人又一次陷入了沉默。
