怎么，你跑完了路，要下去了吗?你似乎在发怒，为何向我们皱眉?是啊，用乌云裹住你的头，掩藏你的脸，好像威胁要从我们这里收回你的恩典?不要离开我们!当你一低下头，我们的地平线就会被黑暗所覆盖。告诉你得罪了谁，再转回来。唉!太晚了，恳求是徒劳的。比较。我们的福音在这里度过了一个夏日，但在它的阳光下，我们却像傻瓜一样玩耍; Or else fall out, and with each other wrangle, And did, instead of work, not much but jangle. And if our sun seems angry, hides his face, Shall it go down, shall night possess this place? Let not the voice of night birds us afflict, And of our misspent summer us convict.