托馬斯·厄納斯特·休姆

A touch of cold in the Autumn night？

I walked abroad，

And saw the ruddy1 moon lean2 over a hedge3，

Like a red-faced farmer.

I did not stop to speak， but nodded4；

And round about were the wistful5 stars

With white faces like town children.

秋夜感涼意。

步庭里，

卻見暈月斜倚籬，

紅臉農(nóng)夫何似！

未停語，點頭時，

周天群星皆沉思，

恰似城里兒童白臉皮。