Earl March look'd on his dying child,
And, smit with grief to view her--
'The youth,' he cried,'whom I exiled
Shall be restored to woo her.'
马奇伯爵在临死的女儿前，
看着她就悲伤的心疼；
他喊到，“召回我流放的青年，
让他来向我女儿求婚。”
She'd at the window many an hour
His coming to discover:
And he look'd up to Ellen's bower
And she look'd on her lover--
多少个小时她守望在窗口，
为发现她回来的情郎；
当情郎仰视着艾琳的绣楼，
她也把情郎细细望。
But ah!so pale, he knew her not,
Though her smil on him was dwelling--
'And am I then forgot--forgot?'
It broke the heart of Ellen.
但这样苍白的人儿怎认得，
尽管是微笑着看着他？
“难道说他已忘了我，忘了我？”
这想法使艾琳心碎啦。
In vain he weeps, in vain he sighs,
Her cheek is cold as ashes;
Nor love's own kiss shall wake those eyes
To lift their silken lashes.
他哭泣既没用，叹息也不行，
她的脸像灰烬般冷掉；
爱和吻已唤不醒那双眼睛，
唤不动那丝样的睫毛。
