A Complaint
抱怨
Translation: Lucidus of WXC
There is a change—and I am poor;
一个变化，使我成了穷人;
Your love hath been, nor long ago,
你的爱，不久以前，
A fountain at my fond heart's door,
一直是我欢欣心扉的喷泉
Whose only business was to flow;
其唯一的事就是流淌;
And flow it did; not taking heed
只管流淌, 不必留意
Of its own bounty, or my need.
对它自己的奖赏，或者我的需要。
What happy moments did I count!
我记忆中多么快乐的时光！
Blest was I then all bliss above!
我被恩赐所有的幸福！
Now, for that consecrated fount
现在，对于那神圣的源泉
Of murmuring, sparkling, living love,
潺潺，波光粼粼，活生生的爱的源泉，
What have I? Shall I dare to tell?
我有还什么？我敢说吗？
A comfortless and hidden well.
那是一口患难而隐藏的井。
A well of love—it may be deep—
一口爱之井，可能很深的井
I trust it is,—and never dry:
我相信会的，永不干涸：
What matter? if the waters sleep
所谓吗？如果水会睡去，
In silence and obscurity.
在沉默和无闻中。
—Such change, and at the very door
这种变化，恰在心扉
Of my fond heart, hath made me poor.
在我欢欣之心扉，使我贫困。
* Reference
http://www.poetryfoundation.org/poem/174782
