And there comes the evening over the lonely meadows deserted by herds, through trackless paths, carrying cool draughts of peace in her golden pitcher from the western ocean of rest.

• 在那里，黄昏来了，越过无人畜牧的荒林，穿过车马绝迹的小径，在她的金瓶里带着安靖的西方海上和平的凉飙。