【英文原文】 

  But the oak-tree understood, and felt sad, for he was very fond of the little nightingale, who had built her nest in his branches.

  "Sing me one last song," he whispered; "I shall feel lonely when you are gone." So the nightingale sang to the oak-tree, and her voice was like water bubbling from a silver jar.

  When she had finished her song, the student got up, and pulled a note-book and a lead-pencil

out of his pocket.

  "She had form," her said to himself, as he walked away through the grove—"that cannot be denied to her; but has she got feeling? I am afraid not. In fact, she is like most artists; she is all style without any sincerity. She would not sacrifice herself for others. She thinks merely of music, and everybody knows that the arts are selfish. Still, it must be admitted that she has some beautiful notes in her voice. What a pity it is that they do not mean anything, or do any practical good!" And he went into his room, and lay down on his little pallet-bed, and began to think of his love; and, after a time, he fell asleep.

 

【词汇简析】

bubble v. 冒泡

form n. 姿态

note n. 音符