在一个炎热的星期天早晨，当大自然的脸是美丽的时候，我走出去看玉米，嗅着呼呼者的空气。冉冉升起的太阳照耀着高尔斯顿·缪斯，灿烂的阳光在闪烁，野兔在毛皮上奔跑，他们在山岩上吟唱，这一天多么甜蜜。当我轻快地向外眺望，看到一片欢乐的景象时，我在路上早早地打了三个盹儿，我在路上匆匆地走着。14他们有黑色的斗篷，15但他们没有穿衣服;第三只，是一只小背脊，那天穿了一件时髦的衣服，闪闪发光。这对双胞胎在外貌、体形和眼睛上都很像一对孪生姐妹。他们的脸枯萎了，又瘦又瘦，像奴隶一样酸。第三只来了，轻快而低沉，轻盈得像只小羊羔，抱着一个小教堂，弯下了腰，26她一看见我，27那天她很善良。我戴着帽子，说:“亲爱的姑娘，我想你好像认得我;我肯定见过你那张漂亮的脸，但我说不出你的名字。” 32 Quo' she, an' laughin as she spak, 33 An' taks me by the han's, 34 "Ye, for my sake, hae gien the feck 35 Of a' the ten comman's 36 A screed some day. 37 "My name is Fun--your cronie dear, 38 The nearest friend ye hae; 39 An' this is Superstition here, 40 An' that's Hypocrisy. 41 I'm gaun to Mauchline Holy Fair, 42 To spend an hour in daffin: 43 Gin ye'll go there, you runkl'd pair, 44 We will get famous laughin 45 At them this day." 46 Quoth I, "With a' my heart, I'll do't: 47 I'll get my Sunday's sark on, 48 An' meet you on the holy spot; 49 Faith, we'se hae fine remarkin!" 50 Then I gaed hame at crowdie-time 51 An' soon I made me ready; 52 For roads were clad frae side to side 53 Wi' monie a wearie body 54 In droves that day. 55 Here, farmers gash, in ridin graith, 56 Gaed hoddin by their cotters, 57 There swankies young, in braw braidclaith 58 Are springin owre the gutters. 59 The lasses, skelpin barefit, thrang, 60 In silks an' scarlets glitter, 61 Wi' sweet-milk cheese in mony a whang, 62 An' farls, bak'd wi' butter, 63 Fu' crump that day. 64 When by the plate we set our nose, 65 Weel heaped up wi' ha'pence, 66 A greedy glowr Black Bonnet throws, 67 An' we maun draw our tippence. 68 Then in we go to see the show: 69 On ev'ry side they're gath'rin, 70 Some carryin dails, some chairs an' stools, 71 An' some are busy bleth'rin 72 Right loud that day. ... 82 Here some are thinkin on their sins, 83 An' some upo' their claes; 84 Ane curses feet that fyl'd his shins, 85 Anither sighs an' prays: 86 On this hand sits a chosen swatch, 87 Wi' screw'd-up grace-proud faces; 88 On that a set o' chaps at watch, 89 Thrang winkin on the lasses 90 To chairs that day. 91 O happy is that man and blest! 92 Nae wonder that it pride him! 93 Whase ain dear lass that he likes best, 94 Comes clinkin down beside him! 95 Wi' arm repos'd on the chair back, 96 He sweetly does compose him; 97 Which by degrees slips round her neck, 98 An's loof upon her bosom, 99 Unken'd that day. 100 Now a' the congregation o'er 101 Is silent expectation; 102 For Moodie speels the holy door, 103 Wi' tidings o' salvation. 104 Should Hornie, as in ancient days, 105 'Mang sons o' God present him, 106 The vera sight o' Moodie's face 107 To's ain het hame had sent him 108 Wi' fright that day. 109 Hear how he clears the points o' faith 110 Wi' rattlin an' wi' thumpin! 111 Now meekly calm, now wild in wrath 112 He's stampin, an' he's jumpin! 113 His lengthen'd chin, his turn'd-up snout, 114 His eldritch squeal and gestures, 115 Oh, how they fire the heart devout 116 Like cantharidian plaisters, 117 On sic a day! 118 But hark! the tent has chang'd its voice: 119 There's peace and rest nae langer; 120 For a' the real judges rise, 121 They canna sit for anger. 122 Smith opens out his cauld harangues, 123 On practice and on morals; 124 An' aff the godly pour in thrangs, 125 To gie the jars an' barrels 126 A lift that day. 127 What signifies his barren shine 128 Of moral pow'rs and reason? 129 His English style an' gesture fine 130 Are a' clean out o' season. 131 Like Socrates or Antonine 132 Or some auld pagan heathen, 133 The moral man he does define, 134 But ne'er a word o' faith in 135 That's right that day. 136 In guid time comes an antidote 137 Against sic poison'd nostrum; 138 For Peebles, frae the water-fit, 139 Ascends the holy rostrum: 140 See, up he's got the word o' God 141 An' meek an' mim has view'd it, 142 While Common Sense has ta'en the road, 143 An's aff, an' up the Cowgate 144 Fast, fast that day.