赢得棕榈奖、奥克奖或贝叶斯奖是多么虚荣啊!他们无休止的劳动，只靠某一株草本植物或某一棵树来获得桂冠，而这些植物又短又窄的树阴，小心翼翼地遮住了他们的头发;当所有的河流和树木都聚集在一起编织着宁静的花环。美丽的安静，我在这里找到了你，还有你亲爱的纯洁妹妹!我迷失了很久，那时我在人群中寻找你。你神圣的植物，如果在下面，只有在植物中才能生长。对于这美妙的孤独，社会几乎是粗鲁的。从来没有见过白色和红色，所以我很喜欢这可爱的绿色。深情的恋人，像他们的火焰一样残忍，在这些树上砍下他们情人的名字。唉，他们很少知道，也很少注意到，她的这些美是多么的美! Fair Trees! where s'eer you barkes I wound, No Name shall but your own be found. When we have run our Passions heat, Love hither makes his best retreat. The Gods, that mortal Beauty chase, The Gods, that mortal Beauty chase, Apollo hunted Daphne so, Only that She might Laurel grow. And Pan did after Syrinx speed, Not as a Nymph, but for a Reed. What wond'rous Life in this I lead! Ripe Apples drop about my head; The Luscious Clusters of the Vine Upon my Mouth do crush their Wine; The Nectaren, and curious Peach, Into my hands themselves do reach; Stumbling on Melons, as I pass, Insnar'd with Flow'rs, I fall on Grass. Mean while the Mind, from pleasure less, Withdraws into its happiness: The Mind, that Ocean where each kind Does streight its own resemblance find; Yet it creates, transcending these, Far other Worlds, and other Seas; Annihilating all that's made To a green Thought in a green Shade. Here at the Fountains sliding foot, Or at some Fruit-tress mossy root, Casting the Bodies Vest aside, My Soul into the boughs does glide: There like a Bird it sits, and sings, Then whets, and combs its silver Wings; And, till prepar'd for longer flight, Waves in its Plumes the various Light. Such was that happy Garden-state, While Man there walk'd without a Mate: After a Place so pure, and sweet, What other Help could yet be meet! But 'twas beyond a Mortal's share To wander solitary there: Two Paradises 'twere in one To live in Paradise alone. How well the skilful Gardner drew Of flow'rs and herbes this Dial new; Where from above the milder Sun Does through a fragrant Zodiack run; And, as it works, th' industrious Bee Computes its time as well as we. How could such sweet and wholsome Hours Be reckon'd but with herbs and flow'rs!