By
Emily Dickinson.
I have a Bird in spring
Which for myself doth sing─
The spring decoys.
And as the summer nears─
And as the Rose appears,
Robin is gone.
Yet do I not repine
Knowing that Bird of mine
Though flown─
Learneth beyond the sea
Melody new for me
And will return.
Fast in a safer hand
Held in a truer Land
Are mine─
And though they now depart,
Tell I my doubting heart
They're thine.
In a serener Bright,
In a more golden light
I see
Each little doubt and fear,
Each little discord here
Removed.
Then will I not repine,
Knowing that Bird of mine
Though flown
Shall in a distant tree
Bright melody for me
Return.
我有隻鳥兒在春天裡
她為我頌吟─
這春天引誘著。
而當那夏天近了─
且當那玫瑰開了，
知更鳥也飛了。
然我並未害起相思
知道我的鳥禽
雖已飛去─
在大海的彼岸學習
獻給我的新曲
且將歸來。
受緊握在更安穩的掌心
被持守於更真摯的土地
是我所有─
而今她們雖遠離，
我告訴我存疑的心靈
她們是屬妳
從一片更和煦的明亮中，
從一道更閃耀的光芒裡
我看見
每一分毫的的疑惑與恐懼
每一分毫在此地的雜音
已被除去
於是我並不害相思，
知道我的鳥禽
雖已飛去
必藏在遠方的樹裡
清亮的旋律將為我
歸來。
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