When I Have Fears
每当我害怕
约翰·济慈
When I have fears that I may cease to be
Before my pen has gleaned my teeming brain,
Before high piled books, in charactery,
Hold like rich garners the full-ripened grain;
每当我害怕，生命也许等不及
我的笔搜集完我蓬勃的思潮，
等不及高高一堆书，在文字里，
象丰富的谷仓，把熟谷子收好；
When I behold, upon the night's starred face,
Huge cloudy symbols of a high romance,
And think that I may never live to trace
Their shadows, with the magic hand of chance;
每当我在繁星的夜幕上看见
传奇故事的巨大的云雾征象，
而且想，我或许活不到那一天，
以偶然的神笔描出它的幻相；
And when I feel, fair creature of an hour!
That I shall never look upon thee more,
Never have relish in the faery power
Of unreflecting love; — then on the shore
Of the wide world I stand alone, and think
Till Love and Fame to nothingness do sink.
每当我感觉，呵，瞬息的美人！
我也许永远都不会再看到你，
不会再陶醉于无忧的爱情
和它的魅力；— 于是，在这广大的
世界的岸沿，我独自站定、沉思，
直到爱情、声名，都没入虚无里。
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