Trees

J.Kilmer

I think that I shall J.Kilmernever see

A poem lovely as a tree.

A tree whose hungry mouth is prest

against the earth's sweet flowing breast;

A tree that looks at God all day,

And lifts her leafy arms to pray;

A tree that may in summer wear

A nest of robins in her hair;

Upon whose bosom snow has lain;

Who intimately lives with the rain.

Poems are made by fools like me,

But only God can make a tree.

树

我想我从未见过一首

美如玉树的诗章。

一棵张着饥饿嘴巴的树，

紧压在大地甘美而流畅的乳房上；

一棵整天望着神的树，

举起枝叶繁茂的手臂来祈祷；

一棵树在夏日里可能

戴着一窝知更鸟在头发上；

雪花堆积在她的怀抱里；

雨水也和她亲切地生活在一起。

像我这样愚笨的人可以做诗，

但唯有神方能造树。

THE NEW YEAR

Alfred Tennyson

Ring out, wild bells, to the wild sky,

The flying cloud, the frosty light:

The year is dying in the night;

Ring out, wild bells, and let him die.

Ring out the old, ring in the new,

Ring, happy bells, across the snow:

The year is going, let him go;

Ring out the false, ring in the true.

Ring out the grief that saps the mind,

For those that here we see no more;

Ring out the feud of rich and poor,

Ring in redress to all mankind.

新年

响吧，狂暴的钟，向着狂野的天空，

向着乱云，向着寒光。

这一年即将在今夜逝去，

响吧，狂暴的钟，让他消亡。

钟声送旧，钟声迎新，

响吧，幸福的钟，响彻皑皑白雪。

这一年即将离去，让他去吧。

钟声送伪，钟声迎真。

钟声送走揪心的痛苦，

为了我们不能再见的人，

钟声送走贫富间的宿怨，

钟声迎来全人类的祥和。