【译美国诗人惠特尼的十四行诗『丁香花』】

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【译美国诗人惠特尼的十四行诗『丁香花』】

Title: Flower Of The Clove
Author: Helen Hay Whitney (美国诗人:1876-1944·9·24)

Ah, Love, have pity!--I am but a child;
I ask but light and laughter, and the tears
Darken the sunlight of my fairest years.
By love made desolate, by love beguiled,
I waste the Spring. Love's harvest wains are piled
With poppies and gold grain--I glean but fears
Of empty hands, grim hunger, and the jeers
Of happy wives whose loves are reconciled.

But mine! Ah, mine is like a tattered leaf
Upon a turbid stream. I have no pride,
No life, but love, which is a bitter grief.
As a lost star I wander down your sky.
Give me your heart. Open it wide--so wide!
I must have love and laughter, or I die.

作品名：丁香花
作者：海伦·海·惠特尼(美国诗人:1876-1944·9·24)

哎呀，爱，拥有怜悯 - 我只是一个孩子！
我只想问一问光亮和欢笑声，还有泪水
把我最美丽的年华中的阳光变成黑色。
由爱带来的满目凄凉，由爱带来的被欺骗，
我荒芜了春天。把爱的收获堆放在马车上.
有着罂粟和金黄色的粮食 - 我只收集到了
对两手空空，阴森森的饥饿的恐惧和
对接受温馨的妻子的爱的耻笑声。