19
帝王流血处的蔷薇花
颜色怕更殷红；
花园中的玉簪儿
怕是植根在美女尸中。
XIX
I sometimes think that never blows so red
The Rose as where some buried Caesar bled;
That every Hyacinth the Garden wears
Drop in her Lap from some once lovely Head.
[注释]此节闻君有直译文，甚忠实，附见于此以供参考。
我怕最红的红不过
生在帝王喋血处的蔷薇；
图中朵朵的玉簪儿怕是
从当年美人头上坠下来的。
20
这河唇的青青春草
我们在枕之而眠——
轻轻地莫用压伤它罢！
那怕是迸自美人谢了的唇边！
XX
And this reviving Herb whose tender Green
Fledges the River-Lip on which we lean—
Ah, lean upon it lightly! for who knows
From what once lovely Lip it springs unseen!
21
啊，我的爱人哟，请再浮此一觞，
清酒可解昨日的后悔，明日的愁肠：
啊，明日呀！明日的我呀，
许已同七千岁的生前一样。
XXI
Ah, my Belovéd, fill the Cup that clears
To-day of past Regrets and future Fears:
To-morrow! —Why To-morrow I may be
Myself with Yesterday's Sev'n thousand Years.
[注释]七千岁（Sev'n thousand Years）：依Badson夫人解说，莪默时代波斯以地球的年龄为七千岁，此诗言到明日已身死化为尘土之意。
——作者：奥马.海亚姆，郭沫若(中文)译，菲茨尔吉拉德(英语)译
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