On Death 死亡
On Death——John Keats 死亡 陈绍鹏 译 I. Can death be sleep, when life is but a dream, 若人生只是一场梦,死亡可会是睡眠, And scenes of bliss pass as a phantom by? 幸福的情景是否如虚景般经过? The transient pleasures as a vision seem, 短暂的快乐仿佛是幻觉 And yet we think the greatest pain’s to die. 我们却以为死亡最让人难过。 II. How strange it is that man on earth should roam, 多么奇怪,人在世间游历, And lead a life of woe, but not forsake 过着不幸的生活,却不放弃 His rugged path; nor dare he view alone 他崎岖的路径;除非从中醒来 His future doom which is but to awake. 否则他不敢独自望着他未来的厄运。 |
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