They dropped like flakes1, they dropped like stars,
Like petals2 from a rose,
When suddenly across the June
A wind with fingers goes.
They perished in the seamless grass, --
No eye could find the place;
But God on his repealless list
Can summon every face.
战场
他们雪片般落下,他们流星般落下,
象一朵玫瑰花的花瓣纷纷落下,
当风的手指忽然间
穿划过六月初夏。
在眼睛不能发现的地方,--
他们凋零于不透缝隙的草丛;
但上帝摊开他无赦的名单
依然能传唤每一副面孔。