Chapter 14

 My dove, my beautiful one,

    Arise, arise!

    The night-dew lies

Upon my lips and eyes.

 

The odorous winds are weaving

    A music of sighs:

    Arise, arise,

My dove, my beautiful one!

 

I wait by the cedar¹ tree,

    My sister, my love,

    White breast of the dove,

My breast shall be your bed.

 

The pale dew lies

    Like a veil on my head.

    My fair one, my fair dove,

Arise, arise!

 

1 cedar   

n.雪松，香柏(木)

参考例句：

• The cedar was about five feet high and very shapely.那棵雪松约有五尺高,风姿优美。
• She struck the snow from the branches of an old cedar with gray lichen.她把长有灰色地衣的老雪松树枝上的雪打了下来。