希望长着翅膀 Hope is the Thing with Feathers

Hope is the thing with feathers

希望长着翅膀

——Emily Dickinson

Hope is the thing with feathers

希望是长着翅膀的鸟儿，

That perches in the soul

栖居在人们的灵魂之中，

And sings the tune without the words

吟唱着没有歌词的曲调，

And never stops at all

永无止息。

And sweetest in the gale is heard

在风暴中它的歌声最为甜美；

And sore must be the storm

风暴必然会带来痛苦，

That could abashed the little bird

风暴会令小鸟窘困惊慌，

That kept so many warm

它却留给我们如斯温暖。

I've heard it in the chillest land

我已在最荒寒的陆地上，

And on the strangest sea

也在最陌生的海洋中听到，

Yet, never, in extremity

但它纵然身处绝境，

Tasked a crumb of me

也不向我索取分毫。