祝英台近（雪夜林深）

雪皑林，人迹杳，迷路有谁晓。

地主斋遥，翘首望吾到。

觅村无着犹疑，缓蹄慢踏，夜色暗、冰湖林绕。

辔铃闹，驻马难耐长嘶，奔何径为好？

飘逸鹅毛，天籁仅风袅。

森幽胜境难羁，与君践诺，梦前会、提缰疾跑。

*译自‘Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening’                      By Robert Frost（羅伯特·弗洛斯德）

Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening，

Whose woods these are I think I know.
His house is in the village though;
He will not see me stopping here
To watch his woods fill up with snow.

My little horse must think it queer
To stop without a farmhouse near
Between the woods and frozen lake
The darkest evening of the year.

He gives his harness bells a shake
To ask if there is some mistake.
The only other sound’s the sweep
Of easy wind and downy flake.

The woods are lovely, dark and deep,
But I have promises to keep,
And miles to go before I sleep,
And miles to go before I sleep.                                            

By Robert Frost