作者:艾米莉.狄金森
译文:真念一思
(诗歌标题为译者所加)
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Hope is the thing with feathers
That perches in the soul,
And sings the tune—without the words,
And never stops at all,
希望是长着翅膀的精灵
栖息在灵魂之中
唱着没有歌词的旋律
永远不会停息
And sweetest in the gale is heard;
And sore must be the storm
That could a bash the little bird
That kept so many warm.
狂风掩不住
它最动听的歌声
风暴一定在震怒
以为能给它一次重击
这饱含温暖的小精灵
I've heard it in the chilliest land,
And on the strangest sea;
Yet, never, in extremity,
It asked a crumb of me.
无论在最寒冷的大地
还是在最陌生的大海
我都能听到它的歌声
即便身陷最极端的困境
它也从不向我索要分毫……
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