大麦长芒刺,收割人起早,只有田间的他们才听到,一支轻快的歌回声袅绕,来自那蜿蜒而去的河道,去往古堡卡默洛特;
Only reapers , reaping early In among the bearded barley , Hear a song that echoes cheerly From the river winding clearly , Down to tower 'd Camelot ;