因我不能为死亡停步

写下一些尘事,留下一点影子。也许世界都忘记了,至少自己还记得自己。(原创所有,请勿转载)
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因我不能为死亡停步
译:尘凡无忧

因我不能为死亡停步——
他仁慈地为我停下——
马车上只载着我们自身——
和永生。

我们缓慢地行驶——他知道不需着急
于是我放置一旁
我的劳动还有我的闲暇,
为了他的端庄——

我们经过学校,那儿孩子们尽情嬉戏
在课间——在操场上——
我们经过那些田地上凝视的谷粒——
我们经过那沉沉的落日——

或者更准确地——他经过了我们——
露水颤动着滴下以及寒冷——
因为只是轻丝,我的袍子——
我的披肩——只是薄纱——

我们暂停在一座房前,看上去像
一个地面上的隆起——
屋顶几乎看不见——
檐口——在土里——

从那时起——有几个世纪——然而
感觉比那天还短
我起初猜测那些马儿们的头部
是朝向无尽的时间——


Because I could not stop for Death
Emily Dickinson

Because I could not stop for Death –
He kindly stopped for me –
The Carriage held but just Ourselves –
And Immortality.

We slowly drove – He knew no haste
And I had put away
My labor and my leisure too,
For His Civility –

We passed the School, where Children strove
At Recess – in the Ring –
We passed the Fields of Gazing Grain –
We passed the Setting Sun –

Or rather – He passed Us –
The Dews drew quivering and Chill –
For only Gossamer, my Gown –
My Tippet – only Tulle –

We paused before a House that seemed
A Swelling of the Ground –
The Roof was scarcely visible –
The Cornice – in the Ground –

Since then – ’tis Centuries – and yet
Feels shorter than the Day
I first surmised the Horses’ Heads
Were toward Eternity –
 

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