No, no, go not to Lethe, neither twist
Wolf's-bane, tight-rooted, for its poisonous wine;
Nor suffer thy pale forehead to be kiss'd
By nightshade, ruby grape of Proserpine;
Make not your rosary of yew-berries,
Nor let the beetle, nor the death-moth be
Your mournful Psyche, nor the downy owl
A partner in your sorrow's mysteries;
For shade to shade will come too drowsily,
And drown the wakeful anguish of the soul.
哦，不．不要去那忘川，也不要榨挤附子草
深扎土中的根茎，那可是一杯毒酒，
也不要让地狱女王红玉色的葡萄——
龙葵的一吻印上你苍白的额头；
不要用水松果壳串成你的念珠，
也别让那甲虫，和垂死的飞蛾
充作灵魂的化身，也别让阴险的
夜枭相陪伴．待悲哀之隐秘透露；
因为阴影叠加只会更加困厄，
苦闷的灵魂永无清醒的一天。
But when the melancholy fit shall fall
Sudden from heaven like a weeping cloud,
That fosters the droop-headed flowers all,
And hides the green hill in an April shroud;
Then glut thy sorrow on a morning rose,
Or on the rainbow of the salt sand-wave,
Or on the wealth of globed peonies;
Or if thy mistress some rich anger shows,
Emprison her soft hand, and let her rave,
And feed deep, deep upon her peerless eyes.
当忧郁的情绪骤然间降下，
仿佛来自天空的悲泣的云团，
滋润着垂头丧气的小花，
四月的白雾笼罩着青山，
将你的哀愁滋养于早晨的玫瑰，
波光粼粼的海面虹霓．
或者是花团锦簇的牡丹丛；
或者，倘若你的恋人对你怨怼，
切莫争辩，只须将她的柔手执起，
深深地，深深地啜饮她美眸的清纯。
She dwells with Beauty--Beauty that must die;
And Joy, whose hand is ever at his lips
Bidding adieu; and aching Pleasure nigh,
Turning to poison while the bee-mouth sips:
Ay, in the very temple of Delight
Veil'd Melancholy has her sovran shrine,
Though seen of none save him whose strenuous tongue
Can burst Joy's grape against his palate fine;
His soul shalt taste the sadness of her might,
And be among her cloudy trophies hung.
她与美共居一处—一美呀，有着必死的劫数，
还有欢乐，总是将手指放在唇间，随时
准备飞吻道别；毗邻的还有痛楚的愉悦，
只要蜜蜂来吮吸．它就变成毒汁。
哦．在快乐居住的殿堂里面，
隐匿的忧郁有一至尊的偶像，
尽管唯有咀嚼过欢乐之酸果，
味觉灵敏的人方才有缘看见，
灵魂一旦触及她悲伤的力量，
立即束手就擒．在白云纪碑上悬浮。