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1、艾米丽狄金森诗选Not knowing when the Dawn will comeNot knowing when the Dawn will come,I open every Door,Or has it Feathers, like a Bird,Or Billows, like a Shore-To this World she returnedTo this World she returned.But with a tinge of that-A Compound manner,As a SodEspoused a Violet,That chiefer to the Skie

2、sThan to himself, allied,Dwelt hesitating, half of Dust,And half of Day, the Bride.He stayed away a Year to callWhen I am occupied-But trifes look so trivialAs soon as you have comeThat blame is just as dear as PraiseAnd Praise as mere as Blame-MayWhen they come back- if Blossoms do-I always feel a

3、doubtIf Blossoms can be born againWhen once the Art is out-When they begin, if Robins may,I always had a fearI did not tell, it was their last ExperimentLast Year,When it is May, if May return,Had nobody a pangLest in a Face so beautifulHe might not look again?If I am there- One does not knowWhat Pa

4、rty- One may beTomorrow, but if I am thereI take back all I say-PurplePurple-The Color of a Queen, is this-The Color of a SunAt setting- this and Amber-Beryl- and this, at Noon-And when at night- Auroran widthsFling suddenly on men-Tis this- and Witchcraft- nature keepsA Rank -for Iodine-Hope is the

5、 thing with feathersHopes the thing with feathers-That perches in the soul-And sings the tune without the words-And never stops- at all-And sweetest- in the Gale- is heard-And sore must be the storm-That could abash the little BirdThat kept so many warm-Pve heard it in the chillest land-And on the s

6、trangest Sea-Yet, never, in Extremity,It asked a crumb- of Me.Suspense- is Hostiler than DeathSuspense- is Hostiler than Death-Death- tho1 soever Broad,Is just Death, and cannot increase-Suspense- does not conclude-But perishes- to live anew-But just anew to die-Annihilation- plated freshWith Immort

7、ality-How many times these low feet staggered-How many times these low feet staggered-Only the soldered mouth can tell-Try- can you stir the awful rivet-Try- can you lift the hasps of steel!Stroke the cool forehead-hot so often-Lift- if- you care- the listless hair-Fondle the adamantine fngersNever

8、a thimble- shall wear-Buzz the dull ties- on the chamber window-Brave- shines the sun through the freckled pane-Fearless- the cobweb sw ings from the ceiling- indolent Housewife- in Daisies- lain!There is a Languor of the lifeThere is a Languor of the lifeMore imminent than Pain-Tis Pain1 s Successo

9、r- When the SoulHas sufered all it can-A Drowsiness- difuses-A Dimness like a FogEnvelops Consciousness-As Mists- obliterate a Crag.The Surgeon- does not blanch- at pain-His Habit- is severe-But tell him that it ceased to feel-The Creature lying there-And he will tell you- sk川 is late-A Mightier tha

10、n He-Has ministered before Him-There1 s no Vitality.They shut me up in Prose-They shut me up in Prose-As when a little GirlThey put me in the Closet-Because they liked me stilF-Still! Could themself have peeped-And seen my Brain- go round-They might as wise have lodged a BirdFor Treason- in the Poun

11、d-Himself has but to willAnd easy as a StarAbolish his Captivity-And laugh- No more have I-My WarsMy Wars are laid away in Books-I have one Battle more-A Foe whom I have never seenBut oft has scanned me o1 er-And hesitated me betweenAnd others at my side,But chose the best- Neglecting me -tillAll th

12、e rest, have died-How sweet if I am not forgotBy Chums that passed away-Since Playmates at threescore and tenAre such a scarcity-A loss of something ever felt IA loss of something ever felt I The frst that I could recollect Bereft I was- of what I knew not Too young that any should suspect A mourner

13、 walked among the children I notwithstanding went about As one bemoaning a Dominion Itself the only Prince cast out- Elder, Today, a session w iser And fainter, too, as Wiseness is- I fnd myself still softly searching For my Delinquent Palaces- And a Suspicion, like a Finger Touches my Forehead now

14、and then That I am looking oppositelyFor the site of the Kingdom of Heaven-I like a look of AgonyI like a look of Agony,Because I know it1 s true-Men do not sham Convulsion,Nor simulate, a Throe-The Eyes glaze once- and that is Death-Impossible to feignThe Beads upon the ForeheadBy homely Anguish st

15、rung.I1 II tell you how the Sun rose-I1 II tell you how the Sun rose-A Ribbon at a time-The Steeples swam in Amethyst-The news, like Squirrels, ran-The Hills untied their Bonnets-The Bobolinks- begun-Then I said softly to myself-nThat must have been the Sun !”But how he set-1 know not-There seemed a

16、 purple stileThat little Yellow boys and girlsWere climbing all the while-Till when they reached the other side,A Dominie in Gray-Put gently up the evening Bars-And led the fock away-SummerSummer has two Beginnings-Beginning once in June-Beginning in OctoberAfectingly again-Without, perhaps, the Rio

17、tBut graphicker for Grace-As fner is a goingThan a remaining Face-Departing then- forever-Forever- until May-Forever is deciduous-Except to those who die-Because I could not stop for DeathBecause I could not stop for Death-He kindly stopped for me-The Carriage held but just OurselvesAnd Immortality.

18、We slow ly drove- He knew no hasteAnd I had put awayMy labor and my leisure too,For His Civility-We passed the School, where Children stroveAt Recess- in the Ring-We passed the Fields of Gazing GrainWe passed the Setting Sun-Or rather- He passed Us-The Dews drew quivering and chill-For only Gossamer

19、, my Gown-My Tippet- only Tulle-We paused before a House that seemedA Swelling of the Ground-The Roof was scarcely visible-The Cornice- in the Ground-Since then- tis Centuries- and yetFeels shorter than the DayI first surmised the Horses1 HeadsWere toward Eternity-Pain- has an Element of Blank-Pain-

20、 has an Element of Blank-It cannot recollectWhen it begun- Or if there wereA time when it was not-It has no future- but itself-It1 s Infnite containIt1 s Past- enlightened to perceiveNew Periods- Of Pain.The diference between Despair And FearThe diference between DespairAnd Fear- is like the OneBetw

21、een the instant of a Wreck-And when the Wreck has been-The M ind is smooth- no Motion-Contented as the EyeUpon the Forehead of a Bust-That knows- it cannot see-Theres a certain Slant of lightThere1 s a certain Slant of light,Winter Afternoons-That oppresses, like the HeftOf Cathedral Tunes-Heavenly

22、Hurt, it gives us-We can fnd no scar,But internal diference,Where the Meanings, are-None may teach it- Any-Tis the Seal Despair-An imperial af ictionSent us of the Air-When it comes, the Landscape listens-Shadows- hold their breath-When it goes, tis like the DistanceOn the look of Death-I felt a Fun

23、eral, in my BrainI felt a Funeral, in my Brain ,And Mourners to and froKept treading- treading- till it seemedThat Sense was breaking through-And when they all were seated,A Service, like a Drum-Kept beating- beating- till I thoughtMy M ind was going numb-And then I heard them lift a BoxAnd creak ac

24、ross my SoulWith those same Boots of Lead, again,Then Space- began to toll,As all the Heavens were a Bell,And Being, but an Ear,And I, and Silence, some strange RaceWrecked, solitary, here-And then a Plank in Reason, broke, And I dropped down, and down- And hit a World, at every plunge,And Finished

25、knowing- then-I heard a Fly buzz- when I died-I heard a Fly buzz- when I died-The Stillness in the RoomWas like the Stillness in the AirBetween the Heaves of Storm-The Eyes around- had wrung them dry-And Breaths were gathering frmFor that last Onset- When the KingBe witnessed- in the Room-I willed m

26、y Keepsakes- Signed awayWhat portion of me beAssignable- and then it wasThere interposed a Fly-With Blue- uncertain stumbling Buzz-Between the light- and me-And then the Windows failed- and thenI could not see to see-My Cocoon tightensMy Cocoon tightens- Colors tease-I1 m feeling for the Air-A dim c

27、apacity for WingsDemeans the Dress I wear-A power of Butterfy must be-The Aptitude to fyMeadows of Majesty impliesAnd easy Sweep of Sky-So I must baf e at the HintAnd cipher at the SignAnd make much blunder, if at lasttake the clue divine.A Bird came down the WalkA Bird came down the Walk-He did not

28、 know I saw-He bit an Angleworm in halves And ate the fellow, raw,And then he drank a DewFrom a convenient Grass-And then hopped sidewise to the WallTo let a Beetle pass-He glanced w ith rapid eyesThat hurried all around-They looked like frightened Beads, I thought-He stirred his Velvet HeadLike one

29、 in danger, Cautious,I ofered him a CrumbAnd he unrolled his feathersAnd rowed him softer home-Than Oars divide the Ocean,Too silver for a seam-Or Butterfies, of Banks of NoonLeap, plashless as they swim.I Years had been from HomeI Years had been from HomeAnd now before the DoorI dared not enter, le

30、st a FaceI never saw beforeStare solid into mineAnd ask my Business there-“My Business but a Life I leftWas such remaining there?I leaned upon the Awe-I lingered with Before-The Second like an Ocean rolledAnd broke against my ear-I laughed a crumbling LaughThat I could fear a DoorWho Consternation c

31、ompassedAnd never winced before.I fitted to the LatchMy Hand, with trembling careLest back the awful Door should springAnd leave me in the Floor-Then moved my Fingers ofAs cautiously as GlassAnd held my ears, and like a ThiefFled gasping from the House-I died for BeautyI died for Beauty - but was sc

32、arceAdjusted in the TombWhen One who died for Truth, was lainIn an adjoining Room -He questioned softly Why I failed”?For Beauty, I replied-And I- for Truth- Themself are oneWe Brethren, are, He said -And so, as Kinsmen, met a Night-We talked between the Rooms -Until the Moss had reached our lips-An

33、d covered up - our names -Good Morning- Midnight-Good Morning- Midnight-I1 m coming Home-Day- got tired of Me-How could I- of Him?Sunshine was a sweet place-I liked to stay-But Morn- didn11 want me- now-So- Goodnight- Day!I can look- can111When the East is Red?The Hills- have a way- then-That puts t

34、he Heart- abroad-You- are not so fair- Midnight-I chose- Day-But- please take a little Girl-He turned away!Im Nobody! Who are you?I1 m Nobody! Who are you?Are you- Nobody- Too?Then there1 s a pair of us!Don11 tell they1 d advertise- you know!How dreary- to be- Somebody!How public- like a Frog-To tel

35、l one1 s name- the livelong June-To an admiring Bog!MarchDear March- Come in-How glad I am-I hoped for you before-Put down your Hat-You must have walked-How out of Breath you a reDear March, how are you, and the Rest-Did you leave Nature well-Oh March, Come right upstairs w ith me-I have so much to tell-I got your Letter, and the Birds-The Maples never knew that you were coming-I declare- how Red their Faces grew-But March, forgive me-All those Hills you left for me to Hue-There was no Purple suitable-You took it all with you-Who knocks? That April-Lock the Door-I will not be pursued-