夜晚入睡前，隨手拿起床邊佛羅斯特(Robert Frost)的詩集，就著床頭燈讀起來，一段風與花的戀情就此展開了：
《Wind and Window Flower》
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〈風與窗台上的花〉
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Lovers, forget your love,
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戀人們，忘卻你的愛，
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And list to the love of these,
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來聽聽這段相思幽情，
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She a window flower,
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她是窗台上嬌花一朵，
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And he a winter breeze.
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他是冬日裡微風一陣。
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When the frosty window veil
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當冰與霜凝成的窗紗
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Was melted down at noon,
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在中午時分冰消霜融，
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And the caged yellow bird
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關在鳥籠的金翅雀
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Hung over her in tune,
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在她頭頂上轉鳴詠誦
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He marked her through the pane,
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他透過玻璃注意看她，
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He could not help but mark,
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身不由己，情不自禁，
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And only passed her by
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中午才打她眼前飛過，
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To come again at dark,
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可天一黑又再次飛臨。
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He was a winter wind,
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他是冬日裡一陣寒風，
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Concerned with ice and snow,
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關心的是白雪與堅冰，
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Dead weeds and unmated birds,
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關心的是枯草與孤鳥，
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And little of love could know.
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但卻幾乎不懂得愛情。
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But he signed upon the sill,
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可他在那窗台上嘆息，
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He gave the sash a shake,
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他輕輕地搖動那窗扉，
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As witness all within
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室內的她目賭了一切，
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Who lay that night awake.
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因為她徹夜未能入睡。
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Perchance he half prevailed
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也許他差點兒就成功
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To win her for the flight
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說服她與他一道私奔，
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From the firelit looking-glass
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從那溫煦的火爐旁邊，
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And warm stove-window light.
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從那火光映照的明鏡。
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But the flower leaned aside
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但那花兒只微微傾身
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And thought of naught to say,
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想不出應該說的話語，
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And morning found the breeze
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而當黎明來到的時候，
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A hundred miles away.
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風早已吹出
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~~中文翻譯來自曹明倫教授~~~
