《Bright Star》by John Keats
《亮星》__濟慈

Bright star, would I were stedfast as thou art—
星但願我如你一樣堅持
Not in lone splendour hung aloft the night
不在夜空中獨放光明
And watching, with eternal lids apart,
用掙開的眼光永恒看守
Like nature’s patient, sleepless Eremite,
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《一個凄涼十二月夜之歌》(濟慈)

In drear-nighted December, 在一個十二月凄涼夜裡
Too happy, happy tree, 真快樂一如快樂的樹
Thy branches ne’er remember你的枝柯從不牽記
Their green felicity: 它似那綠色的幸福
The north cannot undo them不由北風除去
With a sleety whistle through them; 你的枝柯不被嶊傷
Nor frozen thawings glue them 凍結不解封固
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The poetry of earth is never dead:
When all the birds are faint with the hot sun,
And hide in cooling trees, a voice will run
From hedge to hedge about the new-mown mead;
That is the Grasshopper’s–he takes the lead
In summer luxury,–he has never done
With his delights; for when tired out with fun
He rests at ease beneath some pleasant weed.
The poetry of earth is ceasing never:
On a lone winter evening, when the frost
Has wrought a silence, from the stove there shrills
The Cricket’s song, in warmth increasing ever,
And seems to one in drowsiness half lost,
The Grasshopper’s among some grassy hills.

《蚱蜢和蟋蟀》__   約翰‧濟慈 

大地的詩歌永不冥滅
當群鳥在烈日下昏暈
躱進林蔭的清涼中
有一把嗓音卻穿越籬笆在綠茵中飛揚
那是蚱蜢在夏日的豪華中領唱
它的歡樂嗓音永遠消耗不盡
一旦它過分疲倦又唱得盡興
就暫時躺在野草下靜靜休息
大地的詩歌永響不輟
在寂寞的冬日傍晚
當嚴霜給大地帶來一片沉靜
爐邊的蟋蟀即會放懷吟唱
人們在溫暖歌聲中慵倦迷惘
恍惚聽見蚱蜢在青山間高唱