作者: urna | 来源:发表于2016-10-04 22:19 被阅读6次

    And therefore if to love can be desert,

    I am not all unworthy. Cheeks as pale

    As these you see, and trembling knees that fail

    To bear the burden of a heavy heart,---

    This weary minstrel-life that once was girt

    To climb Aornus, and can scarce avail

    To pipe now 'gainst the valley nightingale

    A melancholy music,---why advert

    To these things? O Belovèd, it is plain

    I am not of thy worth nor for thy place!

    And yet, because I love thee, I obtain

    From that same love this vindicating grace,

    To live on still in love, and yet in vain,---

    To bless thee, yet renounce thee to thy face.

    如果

    放心去爱,带来的是荒漠,

    那么

    我,

    并非不值一爱。

    你瞧我,

    脸颊苍白,

    双膝颤抖,

    承受不来沉重的心,

    --- 也曾四处游吟,

    整束攀援奥努斯山,

    如今疲累不堪,

    忧郁几不成调,

    山谷的夜莺婉转,

    我的乐曲暗哑无光 ,----

    为什么,

    把这一切一讲再讲?

    我爱,

    不要否认,

    你我契合不易,

    融入你的世界谈何容易!

    幸好

    爱你

    赋予我爱的荣光,

    生命在爱中继续,

    然而

    放弃——

    面对面

    拒绝

    不过是为着佑护。

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