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My eye still roved over the sullen swell and along the moor-edge, vanishing amidst the wildest scenery,
我的目光仍在暗淡的高地游弋，并沿着消失在最荒凉的景色中的荒原边缘逡巡。
when at one dim point, far in among the marshes and the ridges, a light sprang up.
这时，远在沼泽和山脊之中，一个模糊的点，一道光跃入我眼帘。
"That is an ignis fatuus," was my first thought; and I expected it would soon vanish.
“那是鬼火，”是我第一个想法，我估计它会立即消失。
It burnt on, however, quite steadily, neither receding nor advancing.
然而，那光继续亮着，显得很稳定，既不后退，也不前进。
"Is it, then, a bonfire just kindled?" I questioned.
“难道是刚点燃的篝火？”我产生了疑问。
I watched to see whether it would spread: but no; as it did not diminish, so it did not enlarge.
我注视着，看它会不会扩散。但没有，它既不缩小，也不扩大。
"It may be a candle in a house," I then conjectured; "but if so, I can never reach it.
“这也许是一间房子里的烛光。”我随后揣想着，“即便那样，我也永远到不了那儿了。
It is much too far away: and were it within a yard of me, what would it avail?
它离这儿太远，可就是离我一码远，又有什么用？
I should but knock at the door to have it shut in my face."
我只会敲，开门，又当着我面关上。”
