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《致云雀》是诗人抒情诗的代表作。诗歌运用浪漫主义的手法,热情地赞颂了云雀。在诗人的笔下,云雀是欢乐、光明、美丽的象征。诗人运用比喻、类比、设问的方式,对云雀加以描绘。他把云雀比作诗人,比作深闺中的少女,比作萤火虫,使云雀美丽的形象生动地展现在读者的面前。诗人把云雀的歌声同春雨、婚礼上的合唱、胜利的歌声相比,突出云雀歌声所具有的巨大力量。诗歌节奏短促、轻快、流畅、激昂,节与节之间,环环相扣,层层推进,极具艺术感染力。
by Percy Bysshe Shelley 雪莱
Hail to thee, blithe Spirit!
Bird thou never wert,
That from Heaven, or near it,
Pourest thy full heart
In profuse strains of unpremeditated art.
你好啊,欢乐的精灵!
你似乎从不是飞禽,
从天堂或天堂的邻近,
以酣畅淋漓的乐音,
不事雕琢的艺术,倾吐你的衷心。
Higher still and higher
From the earth thou springest
Like a cloud of fire;
The blue deep thou wingest,
And singing still dost soar, and soaring ever singest.
向上,再向高处飞翔,
从地面你一跃而上,
象一片烈火的轻云,
掠过蔚蓝的天心,
永远歌唱着飞翔,飞翔着歌唱。
In the golden lightning
Of the sunken sun
O'er which clouds are bright'ning,
Thou dost float and run,
Like an unbodied joy whose race is just begun.
地平线下的太阳,
放射出金色的电光,
晴空里霞蔚云蒸,
你沐浴着阳光飞行,
似不具形体的喜悦刚开始迅疾的远征。
The pale purple even
Melts around thy flight;
Like a star of Heaven
In the broad daylight
Thou art unseen, but yet I hear thy shrill delight:
淡淡的紫色黎明
在你航程周围消融,
象昼空里的星星,
虽然不见形影,
却可以听得清你那欢乐的强音——
Keen as are the arrows
Of that silver sphere,
Whose intense lamp narrows
In the white dawn clear
Until we hardly see--we feel that it is there.
那犀利无比的乐音,
似银色星光的利箭,
它那强烈的明灯,
在晨曦中暗淡,
直到难以分辨,却能感觉到就在空间。
All the earth and air
With thy voice is loud.
As, when night is bare,
From one lonely cloud
The moon rains out her beams, and heaven is overflowed.
整个大地和大气,
响彻你婉转的歌喉,
仿佛在荒凉的黑夜,
从一片孤云背后,
明月射出光芒,清辉洋溢宇宙。
What thou art we know not;
What is most like thee?
From rainbow clouds there flow not
Drops so bright to see
As from thy presence showers a rain of melody.
我们不知,你是什么,
什么和你最为相似?
从霓虹似的彩霞
也降不下这样美的雨,
能和当你出现时降下的乐曲甘霖相比。
Like a poet hidden
In the light of thought,
Singing hymns unbidden,
Till the world is wrought
To sympathy with hopes and fears it heeded not:
象一位诗人,隐身
在思想的明辉之中,
吟诵着即兴的诗韵,
直到普天下的同情
都被未曾留意过的希望和忧虑唤醒。
Like a high-born maiden
In a palace tower,#p#分页标题#e#
Soothing her love-laden
Soul in secret hour
With music sweet as love, which overflows her bower:
象一位高贵的少女,
居住在深宫的楼台,
在寂寞难言的时刻,
排遣她为爱所苦的情怀,
甜美有如爱情的歌曲,溢出闺阁之外;
Like a glow-worm golden
In a dell of dew,
Scattering unbeholden
Its aerial hue
Among the flowers and grass, which screen it from the view:
象一只金色的萤火虫,
在凝露的深山幽谷,
不显露它的行踪,
把晶莹的流光传播,
在遮断我们视线的芳草鲜花丛中;
Like a rose embowered
In its own green leaves,
By warm winds deflowered,
Till the scent it gives
Makes faint with too much sweet these heavy-winged thieves.
象一朵让自己的绿叶
阴蔽着的玫瑰,
遭受到热风的摧残,
直到它的芳菲
以过浓的香甜使鲁莽的飞贼沉醉;
Sound of vernal showers
On the twinkling grass,
Rain-awakened flowers,
All that ever was
Joyous, and clear, and fresh, thy music doth surpass.
晶莹闪烁的草地,
春霖洒落的声息,
雨后苏醒的花瓣,
称得上明朗,欢悦,
清新的一切,都不及你的音乐。
Teach us, sprite or bird,
What sweet thoughts are thine:
I have never heard
Praise of love or wine
That panted forth a flood of rapture so divine.
飞禽或是精灵,有什么
甜美的思绪在你心头?
我从没有听到过
爱情或是淳酒的颂歌
能够迸涌出这样神圣的极乐音流。
Chorus hymeneal
Or triumphal chaunt
Matched with thine, would be all
But an empty vaunt--
A thing wherein we feel there is some hidden want.
赞婚的合唱也罢,
凯旋的欢歌也罢,
和你的乐曲相比,
不过是空调的浮夸,
人们可以觉察,其中总有着贫乏。
What objects are the fountains
Of thy happy strain?
What fields, or waves, or mountains?
What shapes of sky or plain?
What love of thine own kind? what ignorance of pain?
什么样的物象或事件,
是你欢乐乐曲的源泉?
什么田野、波涛、山峦?
什么空中陆上的形态?
是你对同类的爱,还是对痛苦的绝缘?
With thy clear keen joyance
Languor cannot be:
Shadow of annoyance
Never came near thee:
Thou lovest, but ne'er knew love's sad satiety.
有你明澈强烈的欢快。
倦怠永不会出现,
烦恼的阴影从来
近不得你的身边,
你爱,却从不知晓过分充满爱的悲哀。
Waking or asleep,
Thou of death must deem
Things more true and deep
Than we mortals dream,
Or how could thy notes flow in such a crystal stream?
是醒来或是睡去,
你对死的理解一定比
我们凡人梦想到的
更加深刻真切,否则
你的乐曲音流,怎能象液态的水晶涌泻?
We look before and after,
And pine for what is not:
Our sincerest laughter
With some pain is fraught;
Our sweetest songs are those that tell of saddest thought.#p#分页标题#e#
我们瞻前顾后,为了
不存在的事物自扰,
我们最真挚的笑,
也交织着某种苦恼,
我们最美的音乐是最能倾诉哀思的曲调。
Yet if we could scorn
Hate, and pride, and fear;
If we were things born
Not to shed a tear,
I know not how thy joy we ever should come near.
可是,即使我们能摈弃
憎恨、傲慢和恐惧,
即使我们生来不会
抛洒一滴眼泪,
我也不知,怎能接近于你的欢愉。
Better than all measures
Of delightful sound,
Better than all treasures
That in books are found,
Thy skill to poet were, thou scorner of the ground!
比一切欢乐的音律
更加甜蜜美妙,
比一切书中的宝库
更加丰盛富饶,
这就是鄙弃尘土的你啊,你的艺术技巧。
Teach me half the gladness
That thy brain must know,
Such harmonious madness
From my lips would flow
The world should listen then, as I am listening now!
教给我一半,你的心
必定熟知的欢欣,
和谐、炽热的激情
就会流出我的双唇,
全世界就会象此刻的我——侧耳倾听。
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惠特曼诗歌欣赏及其翻译
Oh Captain!My Captain
船长!我的船长
--Walt Whitman
Oh Captain! My Captain! Our fearful trip is done,
The ship has weather'd every rack, the prize we sought is won,
The port is near, the bells I hear, the people all exulting,
While follow eyes the steady keel, the vessel grim and daring;
But Oh heart! heart! heart!
Oh the bleeding drops of red!
Where on the deck my Captain lies,
Fallen cold and dead.
Oh Captain! my Captain! rise up and hear the bells;
Rise up -for you the flag is flung -for you the bugle trills,
For you bouquets and ribbon'd wreaths-for you the shores crowding,
For you they call, the swaying mass, their eager faces turing;
Here, Captain! dear father!
This arm beneath your head;
It is some dream that on the deck
You've fallen cold and dead.
My Captain does not answer, his lips are pale and still,
My father does not feel my arm , he has no pulse nor will;
The ship is anchor'd safe and sound, its voyage closed and done;
From fearful trip the victor ship comes in with object won;
Exult, Oh shores! and ring, Oh bells!
But I,with mourful tread,
Walk the deck my captain lies,
Fallen cold and dead.
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哦.船长,我的船长!
--惠特曼
哦.船长,我的船长!我们险恶的航程已经告终,
我们的船安渡过惊涛骇浪,我们寻求的奖赏已赢得手中。
港口已经不远,钟声我已听见,万千人众在欢呼呐喊,
目迎着我们的船从容返航,我们的船威严而且勇敢。
可是,心啊!心啊!心啊!
哦.殷红的血滴流泻,
在甲板上,那里躺着我的船长,
他已倒下,已死去,已冷却。
哦,船长,我的船长!起来吧,请听听这钟声,
起来,——旌旗,为你招展——号角,为你长鸣。
为你.岸上挤满了人群——为你,无数花束、彩带、花环。
为你,熙攘的群众在呼唤,转动着多少殷切的脸。
这里,船长!亲爱的父亲!
你头颅下边是我的手臂!
这是甲板上的一场梦啊,
你已倒下,已死去,已冷却。
我们的船长不作回答,他的双唇惨白、寂静,
我的父亲不能感觉我的手臂,他已没有脉搏、没有生命,
我们的船已安全抛锚碇泊,航行已完成,已告终,
胜利的船从险恶的旅途归来,我们寻求的已赢得手中。
欢呼,哦,海岸!轰鸣,哦,洪钟!
可是,我却轻移悲伤的步履,
在甲板上,那里躺着我的船长,
他已倒下,已死去,已冷却。
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Your hands lie open in the long fresh grass,—
你的手伸展在鲜嫩的长草里
The finger-points look through like rosy blooms:
指尖如玫瑰花一样透明:
Your eyes smile peace.
你的眼睛漾着恬静的微笑。
The pasture gleams and glooms
'Neath billowing skies that scatter and amass.
云海汹涌的长空下, 牧场时而闪烁,时而暗淡。
All round our nest, far as the eye can pass,
在我们的巢穴周围,在我们的视野之内,
Are golden kingcup-fields with silver edge
是镶着银边的金黄色的驴蹄草,
Where the cow-parsley skirts the hawthorn-hedge.
是峨参环绕的山毛榉篱笆。
'Tis visible silence, still as the hour-glass.
这可见的沉静,沙漏一般的沉静。
Deep in the sun-searched growths the dragon-fly
阳光追逐的枝苗深处,挂着一只蜻蜓,
Hangs like a blue-thread loosened from the sky;
像天空撒了手的蓝线;
So this wing'd hour is dropt to us from above.
像这生着翅膀的时光从我们头顶降落。
Oh! Clasp we to our hearts, for deathless dower,
啊!心贴心地抱紧我们吧,为了这不朽的馈赠,
This close-companioned inarticulate hour
这亲密相伴的沉默时光,
When two-fold silence was the song of love.
双重的沉默就是一首爱情之歌。
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《爱的哲学》是雪莱于1819年发表的一首著名抒情诗。诗分为两个诗节,每节有八个小句,排列成十六行。该诗呈隔行押韵,运用了比喻、反诘等各种修辞手法,简洁明快,朗朗上口。 雪莱的这首诗以自然现象来揭示自然界及人类共有的规律。诗人首先以丰富的想象及朴素的文风对自然景物一小溪、河流、大海和风儿等进行描述,归纳出万物都成双成对、互相融合的客观规律,然后把它推及人类的爱情之上,指出爱情是发自内心的自然的感情。第二诗节诗人从对自然界的描述过渡到人类之上,直指人类的爱情,鼓励相爱的人们不要害怕世俗的阻力,要勇于表达自己的感情,全诗情景交融,给人言虽尽而意无穷的感觉。
The Fountains mingle with the river
泉水总是向河水汇流,
And the rivers with the ocean,
河水又汇入海中,
The winds of heaven mix for ever
天宇的轻风永远融有
With a sweet emotion
一种甜蜜的感情;
Nothing in the world is single,
世上哪有什么孤零零?
All things by a law devine
万物由于自然律
In one another's being mingle --
都必融汇于一种精神。
Why not I with thine?
何以你我却独异?
See the mountains kiss high heaven
你看高山在吻着碧空,
And the waves clasp one another
波浪也相互拥抱;
No sister-flower would be forgiven
你曾见花儿彼此不容:
If it disdain'd its brother
姊妹把弟兄轻蔑?
And the sunlight clasps the earth,
阳光紧紧地拥抱大地,
And the moonbeams kiss the sea -
月光在吻着海波:
What are all these kissings worth,
但这些接吻又有何益,
If thou kiss not me?
要是你不肯吻我?
ove's Philosophy 爱的哲学
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《致云雀》是诗人抒情诗的代表作。诗歌运用浪漫主义的手法,热情地赞颂了云雀。在诗人的笔下,云雀是欢乐、光明、美丽的象征。诗人运用比喻、类比、设问的方式,对云雀加以描绘。他把云雀比作诗人,比作深闺中的少女,比作萤火虫,使云雀美丽的形象生动地展现在读者的面前。诗人把云雀的歌声同春雨、婚礼上的合唱、胜利的歌声相比,突出云雀歌声所具有的巨大力量。诗歌节奏短促、轻快、流畅、激昂,节与节之间,环环相扣,层层推进,极具艺术感染力。
Hail to thee, blithe Spirit!
Bird thou never wert,
That from Heaven, or near it,
Pourest thy full heart
In profuse strains of unpremeditated art.
你好啊,欢乐的精灵!
你似乎从不是飞禽,
从天堂或天堂的邻近,
以酣畅淋漓的乐音,
不事雕琢的艺术,倾吐你的衷心。
Higher still and higher
From the earth thou springest
Like a cloud of fire;
The blue deep thou wingest,
And singing still dost soar, and soaring ever singest.
向上,再向高处飞翔,
从地面你一跃而上,
象一片烈火的轻云,
掠过蔚蓝的天心,
永远歌唱着飞翔,飞翔着歌唱。
In the golden lightning
Of the sunken sun
O'er which clouds are bright'ning,
Thou dost float and run,
Like an unbodied joy whose race is just begun.
地平线下的太阳,
放射出金色的电光,
晴空里霞蔚云蒸,
你沐浴着阳光飞行,
似不具形体的喜悦刚开始迅疾的远征。
The pale purple even
Melts around thy flight;
Like a star of Heaven
In the broad daylight
Thou art unseen, but yet I hear thy shrill delight:
淡淡的紫色黎明
在你航程周围消融,
象昼空里的星星,
虽然不见形影,
却可以听得清你那欢乐的强音——
Keen as are the arrows
Of that silver sphere,
Whose intense lamp narrows
In the white dawn clear
Until we hardly see--we feel that it is there.
那犀利无比的乐音,
似银色星光的利箭,
它那强烈的明灯,
在晨曦中暗淡,
直到难以分辨,却能感觉到就在空间。
All the earth and air
With thy voice is loud.
As, when night is bare,
From one lonely cloud
The moon rains out her beams, and heaven is overflowed.
整个大地和大气,
响彻你婉转的歌喉,
仿佛在荒凉的黑夜,
从一片孤云背后,
明月射出光芒,清辉洋溢宇宙。
What thou art we know not;
What is most like thee?
From rainbow clouds there flow not
Drops so bright to see
As from thy presence showers a rain of melody.
我们不知,你是什么,
什么和你最为相似?
从霓虹似的彩霞
也降不下这样美的雨,
能和当你出现时降下的乐曲甘霖相比。
Like a poet hidden
In the light of thought,
Singing hymns unbidden,
Till the world is wrought
To sympathy with hopes and fears it heeded not:
象一位诗人,隐身
在思想的明辉之中,
吟诵着即兴的诗韵,
直到普天下的同情
都被未曾留意过的希望和忧虑唤醒。
Like a high-born maiden
In a palace tower,
Soothing her love-laden
Soul in secret hour
With music sweet as love, which overflows her bower:
象一位高贵的少女,
居住在深宫的楼台,
在寂寞难言的时刻,
排遣她为爱所苦的情怀,
甜美有如爱情的歌曲,溢出闺阁之外;
Like a glow-worm golden
In a dell of dew,
Scattering unbeholden
Its aerial hue
Among the flowers and grass, which screen it from the view:
象一只金色的萤火虫,
在凝露的深山幽谷,
不显露它的行踪,
把晶莹的流光传播,
在遮断我们视线的芳草鲜花丛中;
Like a rose embowered
In its own green leaves,
By warm winds deflowered,
Till the scent it gives
Makes faint with too much sweet these heavy-winged thieves.
象一朵让自己的绿叶
阴蔽着的玫瑰,
遭受到热风的摧残,
直到它的芳菲
以过浓的香甜使鲁莽的飞贼沉醉;
Sound of vernal showers
On the twinkling grass,
Rain-awakened flowers,
All that ever was
Joyous, and clear, and fresh, thy music doth surpass.
晶莹闪烁的草地,
春霖洒落的声息,
雨后苏醒的花瓣,
称得上明朗,欢悦,
清新的一切,都不及你的音乐。
Teach us, sprite or bird,
What sweet thoughts are thine:
I have never heard
Praise of love or wine
That panted forth a flood of rapture so divine.
飞禽或是精灵,有什么
甜美的思绪在你心头?
我从没有听到过
爱情或是淳酒的颂歌
能够迸涌出这样神圣的极乐音流。
Chorus hymeneal
Or triumphal chaunt
Matched with thine, would be all
But an empty vaunt--
A thing wherein we feel there is some hidden want.
赞婚的合唱也罢,
凯旋的欢歌也罢,
和你的乐曲相比,
不过是空调的浮夸,
人们可以觉察,其中总有着贫乏。
What objects are the fountains
Of thy happy strain?
What fields, or waves, or mountains?
What shapes of sky or plain?
What love of thine own kind? what ignorance of pain?
什么样的物象或事件,
是你欢乐乐曲的源泉?
什么田野、波涛、山峦?
什么空中陆上的形态?
是你对同类的爱,还是对痛苦的绝缘?
With thy clear keen joyance
Languor cannot be:
Shadow of annoyance
Never came near thee:
Thou lovest, but ne'er knew love's sad satiety.
有你明澈强烈的欢快。
倦怠永不会出现,
烦恼的阴影从来
近不得你的身边,
你爱,却从不知晓过分充满爱的悲哀。
Waking or asleep,
Thou of death must deem
Things more true and deep
Than we mortals dream,
Or how could thy notes flow in such a crystal stream?
是醒来或是睡去,
你对死的理解一定比
我们凡人梦想到的
更加深刻真切,否则
你的乐曲音流,怎能象液态的水晶涌泻?
We look before and after,
And pine for what is not:
Our sincerest laughter
With some pain is fraught;
Our sweetest songs are those that tell of saddest thought.
我们瞻前顾后,为了
不存在的事物自扰,
我们最真挚的笑,
也交织着某种苦恼,
我们最美的音乐是最能倾诉哀思的曲调。
Yet if we could scorn
Hate, and pride, and fear;
If we were things born
Not to shed a tear,
I know not how thy joy we ever should come near.
可是,即使我们能摈弃
憎恨、傲慢和恐惧,
即使我们生来不会
抛洒一滴眼泪,
我也不知,怎能接近于你的欢愉。
Better than all measures
Of delightful sound,
Better than all treasures
That in books are found,
Thy skill to poet were, thou scorner of the ground!
比一切欢乐的音律
更加甜蜜美妙,
比一切书中的宝库
更加丰盛富饶,
这就是鄙弃尘土的你啊,你的艺术技巧。
Teach me half the gladness
That thy brain must know,
Such harmonious madness
From my lips would flow
The world should listen then, as I am listening now!
教给我一半,你的心
必定熟知的欢欣,
和谐、炽热的激情
就会流出我的双唇,
全世界就会象此刻的我——侧耳倾听。
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代表作指的是最能显示作者的思想水平或艺术风格的作品,那么你知道代表作用英语怎么说吗?下面读文网小编为大家带来代表作的英语说法和例句,希望对你有所帮助。
小说代表作 novel masterpieces
四篇代表作 four masterpieces
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下面是读文网小编为大家带来雪莱经典英语诗歌《致哈莉特》,希望大家喜欢!
Thy look of love has power to calm
你含情的目光有力量平息
The stormiest passion of my soul;
我灵魂中最狂暴的激情,
Thy gentle words are drops of balm
你温柔的话语,是一滴滴
In life's too bitter bowl;
滴入这人生苦杯的芳醇,
No grief is mine, but that alone
我仅有的悲哀,独独因为
These choicest blessings I have known.
我体验过这种珍贵的恩惠。
Harriet! if all who long to live
哈莉特!倘若要活在你那
In the warm sunshine of thine eye,
温暖的目光下,就必须
That price beyond all pain must give,—
付出超过一切痛苦的代价——
Beneath thy scorn to die;
就该在你的轻蔑中死去;
Then hear thy chosen own too late
请听你心上人过晚的供认:
His heart most worthy of thy hate.
他这颗心,只配你的憎恨。
Be thou, then, one among mankind
即使你是在那种人类中间——
Whose heart is harder not for state,
他们不为国事而心如铁石,
Thou only virtuous, gentle, kind,
即使在一个充满恨的世界,
Amid a world of hate;
你也只该温良而且正直:
And by a slight endurance seal
请稍许再用些微一点忍耐
A fellow-being's lasting weal.
成全一个同伴恒久的欢快。
For pale with anguish is his cheek,
他的面颊已因苦恼而憔悴,
His breath comes fast, his eyes are dim,
他呼吸急促,目光模糊,
Thy name is struggling ere he speak,
他的肢体抖颤,虚弱疲惫,
Weak is each trembling limb;
你的名字,他难从口出;
In mercy let him not endure
请发慈悲,别再让他承受
The misery of a fatal cure.
一次痛苦而且致命的疗救。
Oh, trust for once no erring guide!
哦,请听一次不谬的规劝,
Bid the remorseless feeling flee;
快让那冷酷的感情离去;
'Tis malice, 'tis revenge, 'tis pride,
那是怨懑、报复,是傲慢,
'Tis anything but thee;
是别的一切而不该是你;
Oh, deign a nobler pride to prove,
请为一种高尚的骄傲证明:
And pity if thou canst not love.
当你不能爱时,还能怜悯。
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下面是读文网小编为大家带来雪莱经典英语诗歌《写在布雷克耐尔》,希望大家喜欢!
Thy dewy looks sink in my breast;
你的泪容尚铭记在我的深心,
Thy gentle words stir poison there;
柔声蜜语仍在搅动毒鸩,
Thou hast disturbed the only rest
你打扰过我仅有的和平宁静,
That was the portion of despair!
那曾经是绝望的一部分;
Subdued to Duty's hard control,
倘若是顺从本份严厉的拘束,
I could have borne my wayward lot:
我原可任凭命运的摆布,
The chains that bind this ruined soul
禁锢我残破灵魂的枷锁似痈疽
Had cankered then—but crushed it not.
折磨,却未能使它降伏。
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下面读文网小编为大家带来各名家诗人代表作,欢迎大家阅读!
I would liken you
To a night without star
Were it not for your eyes.
I would liken you
To a sleep without dreams
Were it not for your songs.
倘若不是因为你的眼睛,
我会把你比作
没有星星的夜晚。
倘若不是因为你的歌声,
我会把你比做
无梦的睡眠。
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下面读文网小编为大家带来名家诗人经典代表作,欢迎大家阅读!
Once, in finesse of fiddles found I ecstasy,
曾经,在小提琴的精妙里我找到狂喜,
In the flash of gold heels on the hard pavement.
伴随着坚硬地板上金色脚跟的闪闪。
Now see I
现在我发现
That warmth's the very stuff of poesy.
温暖才是诗意的本质。
Oh, God, make small
啊,上帝,把它变小吧,
The old star-eaten blanket of the sky,
天空这吞噬星星的巨毯,
That I may fold it round me and in comfort lie.
让我能够裹在身上,在温暖中安眠。
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