双语·英美爱情诗歌选 96　镇上的暴风雨

96. A Thunderstorm in Town

——T. Hardy

She wore a new“terra-cotta”dress,

And we stayed, because of the pelting storm,

Within the hansom's dry recess,

Though the horse had stopped; yea, motionless

We sat on, snug and warm.

Then the downpour ceased, to my sharp sad pain,

And the glass that had screened our forms before

Flew up, and out she sprang to her door:

I should have kissed her if the rain

Had lasted a minute more.