珊珊晨诵，长脚蚊，by W.B.Yeats

Long-legged Fly (1)

That civilization may not sink,

Its great battle lost,

Quiet the dog, tether the pony

To a distant post,

Our master Caesar is in the tent

Where the maps are spread,

His eyes fixed upon nothing,

A hand under his head.

Like a long-legged fly upon the stream

His mind moves upon silence.

长脚蚊(1)

为使文明不沉沦，

伟大战役不输掉，

叫狗安静，把小马

在远处木桩拴好；

咱主子凯撒帐幕中，

地图在面前摊开，

他双目无所专注，

一只手支着脑袋，

像长脚蚊飞越水面，

他脑子在沉寂中运转。