致海伦
[1]
海伦，你的美丽对于我，
就像昔日尼西亚的小船，
在芳菲的大海轻轻颠簸，
载着精疲力竭的流浪汉
驶向他故乡的岸边。
早已习惯漂泊在汹涌的海上，
你堇色的秀发，典雅的容颜
和仙女般的风姿已令我知详
何谓希腊的华美壮观，
何谓罗马的宏伟辉煌。瞧！在那明亮的壁龛窗里，
我看你玉立多像尊雕塑，
那镶嵌玛瑙的明灯在手！
啊，普叙赫
[2]
，你来自圣地，
那片天国净土！
151
To Helen
HELEN, thy beauty is to me
Like those Nicéan barks of yore,
That gently, o’er a perfumed sea,
The weary way-worn wanderer bore
To his own native shore.
On desperate seas long wont to roam,
Thy hyacinth hair, thy classic face,
Thy Naiad airs have brought me home
To the glory that was Greece,
And the grandeur that was RomeLo! in yon brilliant
window-niche
How statue-like I see thee stand,
The agate lamp within thy hand!
Ah, Psyche, from the regions which
Are Holy-land!
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