勃朗宁夫人十四行诗——第十一

And wilt thou have me fashion into speech 你可愿把我化作爱你的言语，

The love I bear thee, finding words enough,求索出满满的词句，表达深埋的爱意，

And hold the torch out, while the winds are rough, 风很狂野，吹过我俩的面颊，

Between our faces, to cast light on each?--- 该不该举起火炬，让彼此获取光明？——

I drop it at thy feet. I cannot teach  

我把它扔了，在你脚边。我无法教导自己的手

My hand to hold my spirit so far off

把灵魂撕扯，远离自我 ------- 本我 ------

From myself---me---that I should bring thee proof

那样我才应该给你证明，

In words, of love hid in me out of reach.

用言语，证明不可触及的雪藏的爱。

Nay, let the silence of my womanhood

不，让位给女子特有的沉默吧

Commend my woman-love to thy belief,---   它会引领我女性的爱成为你的信仰，-----

Seeing that I stand unwon, however wooed, 看，好逑如许，我也没有胜利的站姿，

And rend the garment of my life, in brief,

划开生之华服，不多言，

By a most dauntless, voiceless fortitude,

以无与比拟的刚毅，勇敢的，无语的，

Lest one touch of this heart convey its grief.

触动这颗心，一次，悲伤无余。