The Arrow |
箭 |
I thought of your beauty, and this arrow, | 以往我一想起你的美,這支箭—— |
Made out of a wild thought, is in my marrow. | 這支狂亂思緒鑄造的箭——就刺入骨髓。 |
There's no man may look upon her, no man, | 可再沒有男人的目光了, |
As when newly grown to be a woman, | 不像當(dāng)日里青春的時刻, |
Tall and noble but with face and bosom | 迷人、幽雅, |
Delicate in colour as apple blossom. | 纖美如淡淡的蘋果花。 |
This beauty's kinder, yet for a reason | 如今益發(fā)美了,而我,卻為了某個緣故 |
I could weep that the old is out of season. | 哭泣。往日不再。 |