英文詩歌：Hyla Brook

　　Hyla Brook 雨蛙溪

　　By June our brook's run out of song and speed.

　　Sought for much after that， it will be found

　　Either to have gone groping underground

　　(And taken with it all the Hyla breed

　　That shouted in the mist a month ago，

　　Like ghost of sleigh bells in a ghost of snow)

　　Or flourished and come up in jewelweed，

　　Weak foliage that is blown upon land bent

　　Even against the way its waters wnt.

　　Its bed is left a faded paper sheet

　　Of dead leaves stuck together by the heat

　　A brook to none but who remember long.

　　This as it will be seen is other far

　　Than with brooks taken otherwhere in song.

　　We love the things we love for what they are.

　　一到六月，我們的小溪就不流也不唱瞭。

　　再過一陣子去看，便會發現溪水

　　要嘛，全摸索到地底下去瞭

　　(連帶著所有的雨蛙族

　　一個月前，它們還在迷霧之中叫著，

　　像雪橇鈴的鬼魂在雪花的鬼魂之中‥‥)

　　要嘛，就揮舞著，在水金鳳裡冒瞭上來，

　　細瘦的葉子在岸上被風吹斜

　　而且還是背著流水的方向斜。

　　留下溪床，一張褪色的紙片