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Hope is the thing with feathers
翻译 潘学峰
希望是长着羽毛的东西
希望是长着羽毛的东西
栖身在灵魂的深处
它哼着无词的小调
没完没了
狂风里听着会越发甜美
而痛苦的必是那风暴
那或许会让小鸟感到尴尬
它曾留住多少温馨
我曾在极寒的地方聆听
也曾在陌生的海上遇到
但不论环境多么极端
它却从未向我索要丝毫
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Hope is the thing with feathers
By E Dickinson
"Hope" is the thing with feathers
That perches in the soul
And sings the tune without the words
And never stops -- at all
And sweetest in the Gale is heard
And sore must be the storm
That could abash the little Bird
That kept so many warm --
I've heard it in the chilliest land --
And on the strangest Sea --
Yet, never, in Extremity,
It asked a crumb -- of Me.
注释：
Dickinson introduces her metaphor in the first two lines (“‘Hope’ is the thing with feathers— / That perches in the soul”), then develops it throughout the poem by telling what the bird does (sing), how it reacts to hardship (it is unabashed in the storm), where it can be found (everywhere, from “chilliest land” to “strangest Sea”), and what it asks for itself (nothing, not even a single crumb).
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