I am in Wensleydale, climbing from the rocky river that leaps amid broad pastures up to the rolling moor. Up and up, till my feet brush through heather, and the grouse whirrs away before me.

我在温斯利代尔 (Wensleydale)，从在宽阔的牧场中跳跃的岩石河流攀登到连绵起伏的沼泽地。越来越高，直到我的脚擦过石南花，松鸡在我面前呼啸而过。