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I remember, I remember, The fir trees dark and high; I used to think their slender tops Were close against the sky: It was a childish ignorance, But now ’tis little joy To know I’m farther off from heav’n Than when I was a boy.

我记得，我记得，冷杉树又黑又高;我过去常常认为它们细长的树梢紧贴着天空，这是一种幼稚的无知，但现在知道自己比小时候离上帝更远一点，却没有什么快乐。

— Thomas Hood 托马斯·胡德