a green hill far away
远处的青山
john galsworthy/约翰·高尔斯华绥
was it deed only st arch，or another life，that i clibed this green hill on that day of dolour，the sunday after the st great ran offensive began？a beautiful sun-ward day it was，when the wild thy on the uthern slope slled sweet，and the distant sea was a glitter of goldlyg on the grass，pressg y cheek to its warth，i tried to t ce for that new dread which seed cruelly unnatural after four years of wax-isery
想来，不单单是刚刚过去的三个月，逝去的岁月已恍如隔世，在那个充满痛苦的日子——德军发动最后一次总攻后的星期天，我是否曾登上过这座青山？正是在那样一个阳光和煦的温馨天气里，南坡上的野茴香飘来阵阵芬芳，远处的海面呈现出一片金灿灿的光影。我俯下身子，用芳草暖着面颊，为新增的恐惧寻找慰藉。眼前这场进攻发生在长达四年的争战之后，显得越发惨烈。
“if only it were all over！”i said to yself；and i uld e here，and to all the lovely pces i know，without this awful ntraction of the heart，and this knowled that at every tick of y watch huan body is beg angled or destroyedah，if only i uld！will there never be an end？