November 15,2007
人性尊嚴
這裡有一首詩
我一直喜歡著
Human Dignity
Like the moon her kindness is,
If kindness I may call
What has no comprehension in't,
But is the same for all
As though my sorrow were a scene
Upon a painted wall.
As like a bit of stone I lie
Under a broken tree.
I could recover if I shrieked
My heart's agony
To passing bird, but I am dumb
From human dignity.
一如月亮是她的溫存,
倘若,允許我稱那些
缺少內涵的也算溫存,
但這對大家一樣沒有分別
彷彿我的憂傷只是景緻
在彩繪的牆壁上展示。
所以,就像一粒小石子
我躺到那破碎的樹下。
我有可能復原只要大聲尖叫
將心底的痛苦對那路過的
鳥傾訴,但我是如此麻木
為了人性尊嚴的緣故。
--by W.B. Yeats / 楊牧 譯
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