{"id":24377,"date":"2017-07-05T21:31:42","date_gmt":"2017-07-06T01:31:42","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/blog.wykontario.org\/?p=24377"},"modified":"2017-07-05T21:33:10","modified_gmt":"2017-07-06T01:33:10","slug":"%e3%80%8aode-on-a-grecian-urn-by-john-keats%e3%80%8b-__-%e6%b1%9f%e7%b4%b9%e5%80%ab53%e4%b8%ad%e8%ad%af","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/blog.wykontario.org\/?p=24377","title":{"rendered":"\u300aOde On a Grecian Urn by John Keats\u300b __ \u6c5f\u7d39\u502b(53)\u4e2d\u8b6f"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>\u300aOde On a Grecian Urn by John Keats\u300b\u00a0<a href=\"http:\/\/blog.wykontario.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/07\/Grecian-Usn.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignright wp-image-24378\" src=\"http:\/\/blog.wykontario.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/07\/Grecian-Usn-150x150.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"120\" height=\"179\" srcset=\"https:\/\/blog.wykontario.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/07\/Grecian-Usn-201x300.jpg 201w, https:\/\/blog.wykontario.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/07\/Grecian-Usn.jpg 220w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 120px) 100vw, 120px\" \/><\/a><br \/>\n\u300a\u980c\u5e0c\u81d8\u53e4\u7515 \uff08\u6fdf\u6148\uff09\u300b<\/p>\n<p>Thou still unravish&#8217;d bride of quietness, \u4f60\u9019\u5afb\u975c\u7684\u8c9e\u7bc0\u65b0\u5a18<br \/>\nThou foster-child of silence and slow time, \u6642\u9593\u9577\u6cb3\u64ab\u990a\u7684\u5bf5\u5152<br \/>\nSylvan historian, who canst thus express \u91ce\u6797\u53f2\u5bb6\u611b\u5982\u662f\u53d9\u8aaa<br \/>\nA flowery tale more sweetly than our rhyme: \u4f60\u7684\u6545\u4e8b\u52dd\u904e\u6211\u7684\u8a69<br \/>\nWhat leaf-fring&#8217;d legend haunts about thy shape \u4f60\u7684\u50b3\u5947\u5f62\u50cf\u53ef\u6bd4\u91d1\u83ef<br \/>\nOf deities or mortals, or of both, \u662f\u795e\u8207\u51e1\u4eba\u6216\u4e8c\u8005\u540c\u6709\u7684\u7f8e\u9e97<br \/>\nIn Tempe or the dales of Arcady? \u6d3b\u8e8d\u5728\u5e7d\u8c37\u6216\u963f\u5361\u5ef8\u7267\u5834<br \/>\nWhat men or gods are these? What maidens loth? \u9019\u662f\u4f55\u4eba\u4f55\u795e\u4f55\u6a23\u5c11\u5973\u7684\u5fc3\u9858<br \/>\nWhat mad pursuit? What struggle to escape? \u600e\u6a23\u7684\u760b\u72c2\u8ffd\u6c42\u8207\u7a4d\u6975\u9003\u812b<br \/>\nWhat pipes and timbrels? What wild ecstasy? \u751a\u9ebc\u7b1b\u5b50\u8207\u9234\u9f13\u5408\u594f\u7684\u72c2\u6b4c\u97fb\u6a02<!--more--><\/p>\n<p>Heard melodies are sweet, but those unheard \u807d\u4e0d\u898b\u7684\u6a02\u66f2\u6bd4\u807d\u898b\u7684\u66f4\u751c<br \/>\nAre sweeter; therefore, ye soft pipes, play on; \u98a8\u7b1b\u8acb\u7e7c\u7e8c\u594f\u6f14<br \/>\nNot to the sensual ear, but, more endear&#8217;d, \u5c0d\u6e96\u5fc3\u9748\u4e0d\u5411\u8033\u908a<br \/>\nPipe to the spirit ditties of no tone: \u7121\u8072\u7684\u97f3\u97fb\u8981\u6bd4\u97ff\u4eae\u66f2\u8abf\u66f4\u6e29<br \/>\nFair youth, beneath the trees, thou canst not leave \u6a39\u4e0b\u7684\u9752\u5e74\u8acb\u4e0d\u505c\u6b4c\u5531<br \/>\nThy song, nor ever can those trees be bare; \u6a39\u4e0a\u7684\u7fe0\u8449\u6c38\u4e0d\u51cb\u843d<br \/>\nBold Lover, never, never canst thou kiss, \u52c7\u6562\u7684\u60c5\u90ce\u8acb\u4e0d\u7d22\u543b<br \/>\nThough winning near the goal yet, do not grieve; \u96d6\u7136\u6c42\u611b\u5c07\u6210\u53c8\u4e0d\u96e2\u60b2\u50b7<br \/>\nShe cannot fade, though thou hast not thy bliss, \u4e0d\u6709\u4f60\u7684\u5bec\u611b\u5979\u4e0d\u8870\u8001<br \/>\nFor ever wilt thou love, and she be fair! \u4f60\u4e0d\u6e1d\u7684\u611b\u4f7f\u5979\u9577\u9752\u7f8e\u9e97<\/p>\n<p>Ah, happy, happy boughs! that cannot shed \u554a\u5e78\u904b\u6c38\u4e0d\u843d\u8449\u7684\u6a39\u679d<br \/>\nYour leaves, nor ever bid the Spring adieu; \u6c38\u4e0d\u544a\u5225\u6625\u5929<br \/>\nAnd, happy melodist, unwearied, \u554a\u5e78\u904b\u7684\u6a02\u624b\u4f60\u6c38\u4e0d\u75b2\u5026<br \/>\nFor ever piping songs for ever new; \u6f14\u594f\u6c38\u9060\u65b0\u9bae\u4e4b\u6b4c<br \/>\nMore happy love! more happy, happy love! \u5e78\u904b\u5c07\u4f7f\u611b\u60c5\u66f4\u6df1\u66f4\u6fc3<br \/>\nFor ever warm and still to be enjoy&#8217;d, \u6c38\u9060\u6e29\u99a8\u8207\u7121\u6bd4\u6b61\u6b23<br \/>\nFor ever panting, and for ever young; \u4e0d\u505c\u5598\u606f\u53c8\u5e38\u99d0\u9752\u6625<br \/>\nAll breathing human passion far above, \u71b1\u60c5\u4fc3\u5fc3\u9748\u547c\u559a\u795e\u8056<br \/>\nThat leaves a heart high-sorrowful and cloy&#8217;d, \u4f7f\u4f60\u6182\u50b7\u904e\u5ea6\u53c8\u4eab\u6a02<br \/>\nA burning forehead, and a parching tongue. \u7559\u4e0b\u767c\u71b1\u7684\u524d\u984d\u8207\u70d8\u7126\u7684\u820c\u982d<\/p>\n<p>Who are these coming to the sacrifice? \u9019\u4e9b\u524d\u4f86\u737b\u796d\u7684\u662f\u751a\u9ebc\u6771\u897f<br \/>\nTo what green altar, O mysterious priest, \u795e\u79d8\u7684\u796d\u53f8\u4f60\u53bb\u54ea\u9752\u8525\u7684\u796d\u58c7<br \/>\nLead&#8217;st thou that heifer lowing at the skies, \u4f60\u727d\u7684\u5c0f\u725b\u5411\u4e0a\u5929\u54c0\u559a\u800c\u7121\u807d<br \/>\nAnd all her silken flanks with garlands drest? \u7947\u7d66\u7260\u8170\u8eab\u6392\u6eff\u82b1\u74b0<br \/>\nWhat little town by river or sea shore, \u9019\u5c0f\u57ce\u5ea7\u843d\u54ea\u8655\u6cb3\u908a\u6216\u6d77\u908a<br \/>\nOr mountain-built with peaceful citadel, \u6291\u662f\u9023\u65bc\u5c71\u4e0a\u7684\u548c\u5e73\u885b\u57ce\u5821\u6bbf<br \/>\nIs emptied of this folk, this pious morn? \u7a7a\u7684\u5c0f\u57ce\u5168\u9ad4\u5c45\u6c11\u6e05\u6668\u8d95\u53bb\u671d\u8056<br \/>\nAnd, little town, thy streets for evermore \u5c0f\u57ce\u554a\u4f60\u7684\u8857\u9053\u5c07\u6703\u5168\u9762\u51b7\u6e05<br \/>\nWill silent be; and not a soul to tell \u5c07\u7121\u6b78\u9b42\u70ba\u4f60\u8a34\u8aaa<br \/>\nWhy thou art desolate, can e&#8217;er return. \u70ba\u4f55\u4f60\u8b8a\u70ba\u8352\u856a\u6c38\u4e0d\u6709\u6a5f\u5fa9\u539f<\/p>\n<p>O Attic shape! Fair attitude! with brede \u554a\u5f62\u50cf\u96c5\u5178\u5100\u8868\u838a\u56b4<br \/>\nOf marble men and maidens overwrought, \u523b\u5728\u5927\u7406\u77f3\u4e0a\u7684\u4fca\u7537\u5a4c\u5973\u591a\u9ebc\u9ad8\u8cb4<br \/>\nWith forest branches and the trodden weed; \u914d\u7740\u7e41\u679d\u7fe0\u8349\u7684\u98fe\u6a23<br \/>\nThou, silent form, dost tease us out of thought \u4f60\u7684\u7121\u8a00\u8eab\u9a45\u6559\u6211\u5011\u719f\u601d<br \/>\nAs doth eternity: Cold Pastoral\u4f55\u4e0d\u6c38\u6046\u53ca\u9577\u9cf4\u7267\u6b4c<br \/>\nWhen old age shall this generation waste, \u7576\u6211\u9019\u4e00\u4ee3\u4eba\u88ab\u5e74\u8001\u6467\u6bc0<br \/>\nThou shalt remain, in midst of other woe \u4f60\u5c07\u7e7c\u7e8c\u751f\u5b58\u5373\u4f7f\u4e0d\u514d\u7169\u60f1<br \/>\nThan ours, a friend to man, to whom thou say&#8217;st, \u4f60\u5c07\u5c0d\u4eba\u985e\u767c\u653e\u53cb\u5584\u7684\u55bb\u8aaa<br \/>\n&#8220;Beauty is truth, truth beauty,\u2014that is all \u7f8e\u662f\u771f\u5373\u662f\u771f\u7406<br \/>\nYe know on earth, and all ye need to know.&#8221; \u9019\u662f\u4eba\u9593\u6240\u77e5\u53c8\u8a72\u77e5\u7684\u4e00\u5207<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>\u300aOde On a Grecian Urn by John Keats\u300b\u00a0 \u300a\u980c\u5e0c\u81d8\u53e4\u7515 \uff08\u6fdf\u6148\uff09\u300b Thou still unravish&#8217;d bride of quietness, \u4f60\u9019\u5afb\u975c\u7684\u8c9e\u7bc0\u65b0\u5a18 Thou foster-child of silence and slow time, \u6642\u9593\u9577\u6cb3\u64ab\u990a\u7684\u5bf5\u5152 Sylvan historian, who canst thus express \u91ce\u6797\u53f2\u5bb6\u611b\u5982\u662f\u53d9\u8aaa A flowery tale more sweetly than our rhyme: &hellip; <a href=\"https:\/\/blog.wykontario.org\/?p=24377\">Continue reading <span class=\"meta-nav\">&rarr;<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":5,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[444,3,442],"tags":[116],"class_list":["post-24377","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-john-keats","category-poems","category-rendition-of-poems","tag-sl-kong"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/blog.wykontario.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/24377","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/blog.wykontario.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/blog.wykontario.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blog.wykontario.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/5"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blog.wykontario.org\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=24377"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"https:\/\/blog.wykontario.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/24377\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":24380,"href":"https:\/\/blog.wykontario.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/24377\/revisions\/24380"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/blog.wykontario.org\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=24377"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blog.wykontario.org\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=24377"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blog.wykontario.org\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=24377"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}