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'How fast the river runs, between its green banks and the rushes, 'Floy! But it's very near the sea. I hear the waves! They always said so!'
“河水在绿色的河岸与芦苇中间流得多么快呀！弗洛伊！但是它离海很近了。我听到了海浪的声音！它们老是说着这样的话！”
Presently he told her the motion of the boat upon the stream was lulling him to rest. How green the banks were now, how bright the flowers growing on them, and how tall the rushes! Now the boat was out at sea, but gliding smoothly on. And now there was a shore before him. Who stood on the bank! He put his hands together, as he had been used to do at his prayers. He did not remove his arms to do it; but they saw him fold them so, behind her neck.
接着，他告诉她，小船在河流上漂动，正在向他催眠。现在河岸多么葱翠，上面长着的花朵是多么鲜艳，芦苇是多么高！现在小船已经驶进海里了，但它仍旧继续平稳地向前滑行着。现在海岸出现在他前面。谁站在岸上？——他像平时祈祷时那样合着双手。他并没有把双手合拢。
'Mama is like you, Floy. I know her by the face! But tell them that the print upon the stairs at school is not divine enough. The light about the head is shining on me as I go!'
“妈妈像你，弗洛伊。我从你的脸孔中认出了她！但请告诉他们，学校里楼梯上的那幅圣像没有充分表现出神圣的气概。我走的时候，他头上的灵光正为我照耀着道路！”
The golden ripple on the wall came back again, and nothing else stirred in the room. The old, old fashion! The fashion that came in with our first garments, and will last unchanged until our race has run its course, and the wide firmament is rolled up like a scroll. The old, old fashion—Death!
墙上金黄色的涟漪又重新在荡漾，房间里没有别的在动。那古老而又古老的先例啊！随着我们有了最初的衣服，这先例就已创立了，它将永不改变地延续下去，直到我们的族类走完了他们的旅程为止，到那时辽阔的苍穹就像一幅卷轴似地收卷了起来，那古老而又古老的先例——死亡啊！
Oh thank God, all who see it, for that older fashion yet, of Immortality! And look upon us, angels of young children, with regards not quite estranged, when the swift river bears us to the ocean!
啊，凡是看见的人都要感谢上帝，为了那更为古老的先例——永生！天使般的孩子们啊，当湍急的河流运载着我们漂向海洋去的时候，请别那样疏远冷漠地看着我们吧.
