White are the far-off plains, and white 白色是遥远的平原，和白色

The fading forests grow; 衰落的森林生长;

The wind dies out along the height, 随风而逝沿的高度，

And denser still the snow, 和更密集的依然是雪，

A gathering weight on roof and tree, 采集点的重量在屋顶和树上，

Falls down scarce audibly. 跌倒稀缺出声来。

   

The road before me smooths and fills 在我面前的道路平滑和填充

Apace, and all about 迅速进行，而所有关于

The fences dwindle, and the hills 围栏缩小，小山

Are blotted slowly out; 也慢慢涂抹;

The naked trees loom spectrally 赤裸裸的树木笼罩频谱

Into the dim white sky. 进入昏暗的白色的天空。

   

The meadows and far-sheeted streams 草地和深远的铁皮流

Lie still without a sound; 躺着不健全;

Like some soft minister of dreams 像梦一样的一些软部长

The snow-fall hoods me round; 雪落下抽油烟机我圆;

In wood and water, earth and air, 在木材和水，土和空气，

A silence everywhere. 一阵沉默无处不在。

   

Save when at lonely intervals 享受孤独的时间间隔时，

Some farmer's sleigh, urged on, 一些农民的雪橇，敦促，

With rustling runners and sharp bells, 随着沙沙亚军和尖锐的钟声，

Swings by me and is gone; 我所波动，已经一去不复返了;

Or from the empty waste I hear 或从空浪费我听到

A sound remote and clear; 一个完善的远程和清晰;

   

The barking of a dog, or call 狗的吠叫，或致电

To cattle, sharply pealed, 牛，剥下急剧，

Borne echoing from some wayside stall 承担一些路边摆摊呼应

Or barnyard far afield; 或稗遥远;

   

Then all is silent and the snow falls 然后，所有沉默和降雪

Settling soft and slow 稳定柔和缓慢

The evening deepens and the grey 晚上深化和灰色

Folds closer earth and sky 褶皱接近大地和天空

The world seems shrouded, far away. 世界仿佛笼罩，遥远。

   

Its noises sleep, and I secret as 它的声音入睡，我的秘密

Yon buried streams plod dumbly on and dream. 勇埋流默默地迈着上的梦想。