每天一诗 英语诗歌

On A Dead Violet

On A Dead Violet
  
The odor from the flower is gone

Which like thy kisses breathed on me;

The color from the flower is flown

Which glowed of thee and only thee!

A shrivelled, lifeless, vacant form,

It lies on my abandoned breast;

And mocks the heart, which yet is warm,

With cold and silent rest.

I weep--my tears revive it not;

I sigh--it breathes no more on me:

Its mute and uncomplaining lot

Is such as mine should be.  

  
咏一朵枯萎的紫罗兰

雪莱

一　　

这一朵花失去了香味，　　

它象你的吻，曾对我呼吸；　　

那鲜艳的颜色也已消褪，　　

不再闪耀着你，唯一的你！

二　　

一个枯萎而僵死的形体，

茫然留在我凄凉的前胸，　　

它以冰冷而沉默的安息　　

折磨着这仍旧火热的心。

三　　

我哭了，眼泪不使它复生！　　

我叹息，没有香气扑向我！　　

唉，这沉默而无怨的宿命　　

虽是它的，可对我最适合。