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Down in a green and shady bed,
翠綠幽深的谷底，
A modest violet grew;
生長著謙卑的紫羅蘭；
Its stalk was bent, it hung its head,
它彎著腰，把頭低，
As if to hide from view.
似是要躲避人們的視線。
And yet it was a lovely flower,
可它的花朵是多么可愛，
Its colors bright and fair;
顏色明艷又漂亮；
It might have graced a rosy bower
她本應在樹蔭下大放異彩，
Instead of hiding there.
而不是悄然躲藏。
Yet there it was content to bloom,
而她安于樸素色調(diào)的裝扮，
In modest tints arrayed,
心甘情愿地開放；
And there it spread its sweet perfume,
默默地在陰影里面，
Within the silent shade.
吐露甜美的芬芳。
Then let me to the valley go,
那么讓我去那山谷里，
This pretty flower to see;
去看看那美麗的紫羅蘭花，
That I may also learn to grow
我也能向它學習，
In sweet humility.
懷著美好謙遜的心靈長大。
