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发表于 2011-4-3 01:01
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最后,在网上看到一首诗
An
Irish Airman foresees his Death
一个爱尔兰飞行员的预知死亡
I
KNOW that I shall meet my fate
Somewhere
among the clouds above;
我知道云端某处才是我的归宿
Those
that I fight I do not hate
Those
that I guard I do not love;
那些我所战斗的,我不盲恨,
那些我所保卫的,我不盲爱。
My
country is Kiltartan Cross,
My
countrymen Kiltartan’s poor,
No
likely end could bring them loss
Or
leave them happier than before.
我的家乡在吉尔坦塔,
我的同胞是那里的穷人,
世间纷争不会把他们的悲喜改变半分。
Nor
law, nor duty bade me fight,
Nor
public man, nor cheering crowds,
A
lonely impulse of delight
Drove
to this tumult in the clouds;
没有律法或义务能逼迫我战斗,
锦绣前程或荣华富贵亦非我愿。
载我纵横云霄的
是内心深处那孤独的悸动
I
balanced all, brought all to mind,
The
years to come seemed waste of breath,
A
waste of breath the years behind
In
balance with this life, this death.
以上种种,萦绕我心
来日似梦,迷离未知。
往事如烟,徘徊生死间。 |
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