詩意：喪親（可能是親人，可能是愛人）之后，詩人曾有意隨逝者而去，最后壓抑住了沖動，但痛苦仍在心中。

Remembrance 悼念

Cold in the earth—and the deep snow piled above thee,

Far, far removed, cold in the dreary grave!

Have I forgot, my only Love, to love thee,

Severed at last by Time's all-severing wave?

安息在冰冷的地下——深厚的積雪掩埋，

遠(yuǎn)遠(yuǎn)，遠(yuǎn)遠(yuǎn)地離去，枯燥的墓穴里寒冷難耐！

那斷絕萬物的時間之潮最終將你我隔開，

但我唯一的愛人啊，我何曾停止過對你的愛？

Now, when alone, do my thoughts no longer hover

Over the mountains, on that northern shore,

Resting their wings where heath and fern-leaves cover

Thy noble heart forever, ever more?

如今，當(dāng)孤身一人時，我的思緒可曾有片刻

不飛往那遠(yuǎn)方的群山，凌空那北方的岸灘，

令它的翅膀安歇在石楠和蕨葉

遮蓋你那顆美好心靈的岸畔？

Cold in the earth—and fifteen wild Decembers,

From those brown hills, have melted into spring:

Faithful, indeed, is the spirit that remembers

After such years of change and suffering!

大地冰冷——已有十五個嚴(yán)冬，

那些棕色的山丘年年融化，先后迎來春日蔥蘢：

忠貞，那思念的靈魂屬實(shí)忠貞

度過了這么多年的坎坷與容忍！

Sweet Love of youth, forgive, if I forget thee,

While the world's tide is bearing me along;

Other desires and other hopes beset me,

Hopes which obscure, but cannot do thee wrong!

年輕的愛，請寬恕，若我忘記了你，

須知這世界的律動將我步步緊逼；

其他的欲望和希冀把我糾纏，

都是些晦澀的念想，所幸這些煩擾與你無干！

No later light has lightened up my heaven,

No second morn has ever shone for me;

All my life's bliss from thy dear life was given,

All my life's bliss is in the grave with thee.

再沒有什么光芒點(diǎn)亮過我的天堂，

再沒有第二個清晨為我閃耀；

你親愛的生命給了我今生的一切福分，

如今它們都隨你封進(jìn)了墳。

But, when the days of golden dreams had perished,

And even Despair was powerless to destroy,

Then did I learn how existence could be cherished,

Strengthened, and fed without the aid of joy.

不過，當(dāng)那些金色美夢的日子已然涼透，

連絕望再想破滅什么都不能夠，

我便懂得了如何留住存在，

如何加強(qiáng)它，如何將它滋養(yǎng)而不必把歡樂依賴。

Then did I check the tears of useless passion—

Weaned my young soul from yearning after thine;

Sternly denied its burning wish to hasten

Down to that tomb already more than mine.

然后我清點(diǎn)了在徒勞的激情中灑下的淚水——

漸漸迫使我年輕的靈魂不再向你追隨；

我堅(jiān)決地掐滅了心中熊熊的熱望

不再向那座龐大的墳?zāi)雇侗即颐Α?/p>

And, even yet, I dare not let it languish,

Dare not indulge in memory's rapturous pain;

Once drinking deep of that divinest anguish,

How could I seek the empty world again?

不過，雖然如此，我仍不敢將它縱容，

仍不敢沉溺于記憶中的狂烈苦痛；

一朝深飲過那痛苦的圣泉，

如何再面對這空乏的人間？

BY EMILY JANE BRONT?