双语读诗| On the  Grasshopper and th

                                  John Keats 约翰·济慈

The poetry of earth is never dead:

大地的歌吟永远不会消亡：

When all the birds are faint with the hot sun,

尽管炎炎烈日晒得小鸟们发晕，

And hide in cooling trees, a voice will run

躲进了清凉的树阴，仍有个嗓音

From hedge to hedge about the new-mown mead;

越过重重篱笆，沿新割的草场飞扬；

That is the Grasshopper's - he takes the lead

那是蚱蜢的嗓音，他带头歌唱

In summer luxury -he has never done

盛夏的富丽豪华，他的欢欣

With his delights; for when tired out with fun

永无止境；他要是吟倦兴尽，

He rests at ease beneath some pleasant weed.

就到愉快的小草下休憩静躺。

The poetry of earth is ceasing never:

大地的歌吟永远也不会消亡：

On a lone winter evening, when the frost

在冬天落寞的傍晚，眼看严霜

Has wrought a silence, from the stove there shrills

把一切冻入静寂，忽然从炉边

The Cricket's song, in warmth increasing ever,

扬起蟋蟀的高歌，而炉温渐高，

And seems to one in drowsiness half lost,

听的人慵倦欲睡，迷离惝恍，

The Grasshopper's among some grassy hills.

仿佛听到蚱蜢吟唱在草山。