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The long rows of teeth on the bulwarks glistened in the moonlight; and like the white ivory tusks of some huge elephant, vast curving icicles depended from the bows.
海浪滾滾遠(yuǎn)離了家鄉(xiāng),綠茸茸的田野,仿佛猶太人心中的圣地,約旦河啊，奔流不息
Lank Bildad, as pilot, headed the first watch, and ever and anon, as the old craft deep dived into the green seas,
比勒達(dá)船長(zhǎng)凄涼的歌兒顯得十分動(dòng)人，盡管冰冷的海上寒風(fēng)刺骨，
and sent the shivering frost all over her, and the winds howled, and the cordage rang, his steady notes were heard,
我還是感到了一陣內(nèi)心中的輕松。
Sweet fields beyond the swelling flood, Stand dressed in living green. So to the Jews old Canaan stood, While Jordan rolled between.
春意朦朧，萬(wàn)物復(fù)蘇，鶯飛草長(zhǎng)的幻象出現(xiàn)在我的頭腦中，讓我沉入無(wú)比甜美的憧憬或者說(shuō)回憶之中。
Never did those sweet words sound more sweetly to me than then. They were full of hope and fruition.
大海的胸膛遼闊了起來(lái)，領(lǐng)港人已無(wú)存在的必要了。比勒達(dá)和法勒要下船了，一直跟在船后面的小艇靠了上來(lái)。
Spite of this frigid winter night in the boisterous Atlantic, spite of my wet feet and wetter jacket, there was yet, it then seemed to me,
兩個(gè)人在遠(yuǎn)離船的最后時(shí)刻，依依不舍地在甲板上徘徊，
many a pleasant haven in store; and meads and glades so eternally vernal, that the grass shot up by the spring, untrodden, unwilted, remains at midsummer.
看看這兒，摸摸那兒，瞅著這艘投入了他們畢生積累的財(cái)富的大船，他們實(shí)在不忍離開(kāi)。
