1 My fancies are fireflies,----Specks of living light
twinkling in the dark.
我的幻想是一群萤火虫，----活跃的火花，闪耀在黑暗里。
2 The voice of wayside pansies,that do not attract the
careless glance,murmurs in these desultory lines.
路旁的紫罗兰吸引不了那疏忽的目光，它的声音却在这些零星诗句里呢喃。
3 In the drowsy dark caves of the mind dreams build their
nest with fragments dropped from day's caravan.
在这沉寂晦暗，心的岩洞里，梦用白天沙漠里旅行遗落的断片营造香巢。

1 My fancies are fireflies,----Specks of living light
twinkling in the dark.
我的幻想是一群萤火虫，----活跃的火花，闪耀在黑暗里。
2 The voice of wayside pansies,that do not attract the
careless glance,murmurs in these desultory lines.
路旁的紫罗兰吸引不了那疏忽的目光，它的声音却在这些零星诗句里呢喃。
3 In the drowsy dark caves of the mind dreams build their
nest with fragments dropped from day's caravan.
在这沉寂晦暗，心的岩洞里，梦用白天沙漠里旅行遗落的断片营造香巢。