第47章 孤独的旅人（2/2）

我的最爱，

我的家门敞开着——不要梦幻般走过。

In the deep shadows of the ray July，

With secret steps，

Thou walkest， silent

As night， edg all watchers.

To-day the has closed its eyes，

Heedless of the sistent calls of the loud east d，

And a thick veil has been drawhe eve-wakeful be sky.

The woodnds have hhed their songs，

And doors are all shut at every hoe.

Thou art the solitary wayfarer this deserted street.

Oh y only friend，

My Best beloved，

The gates are open y hoe—do not pass by like a drea.