希望長着翅膀 Hope is the Thing with Feathers

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Hope is the thing with feathers

希望長着翅膀

——Emily Dickinson

Hope is the thing with feathers

希望是長着翅膀的鳥兒，

That perches in the soul

棲居在人們的靈魂之中，

And sings the tune without the words

吟唱着沒有歌詞的曲調，

And never stops at all

永無止息。

And sweetest in the gale is heard

在風暴中它的歌聲最爲甜美；

And sore must be the storm

風暴必然會帶來痛苦，

That could abashed the little bird

風暴會令小鳥窘困驚慌，

That kept so many warm

它卻留給我們如斯溫暖。

I've heard it in the chillest land

我已在最荒寒的陸地上，

And on the strangest sea

也在最陌生的海洋中聽到，

Yet, never, in extremity

但它縱然身處絕境，

Tasked a crumb of me

也不向我索取分毫。