第1篇：The Pasture -- Robert Frost

The Pasture

I'm going out to clean the pasture spring; 

I'll only stop to rake the leaves away 

 (And wait to watch the water clear, I may): 

I sha'n't be gone long.—You come too. 

I'm going out to fetch the little calf

That's standing by the mother. 

It's so young, It totters when she licks it with her tongue. 

 I sha'n't be gone long.—You come too.