Thou still unravished bride of quietness,

　　Thou foster child of silence and slow time,

　　Sylvan historian, who canst thus express

　　A flowery tale more sweetly than our rhyme:

　　What leaf-fringed legend haunts about thy shape

　　Of deities or mortals, or of both,

　　In Tempe or the dales of Arcady?

　　What men or gods are these? What maidens loath?

　　What mad pursuit? What struggle to escape?

　　What pipes and timbrels? What wild ecstasy?

　　你委身“寂靜”的、完美的處子，

　　受過了“沉默”和“悠久”的撫育，

　　呵，田園的史家，你竟能鋪敘

　　一個如花的故事，比詩還瑰麗：

　　在你的形體上，豈非繚繞著

　　古老的傳說，以綠葉為其邊緣;

　　講著人，或神，敦陂或阿卡狄?

　　呵，是怎樣的人，或神!在舞樂前

　　多熱烈的追求!少女怎樣地逃躲!

　　怎樣的風笛和鼓謠!怎樣的狂喜!

　　Heard melodies are sweet, but those unheard

　　Are sweeter; therefore, ye soft pipes, play on;

　　Not to the sensual ear, but, more endeared,

　　Pipe to the spirit dities of no tone.

　　Fair youth, beneath the trees, thou canst not leave

　　Thy song, nor ever can those trees be bare;

　　Bold Lover, never, never canst thou kiss,

　　Though winning near the goal---yet, do not grieve;

　　She cannot fade, though thou hast not thy bliss

　　Forever wilt thou love, and she be fair!

　　聽見的樂聲雖好，但若聽不見

　　卻更美;所以，吹吧，柔情的風笛;

　　不是奏給耳朵聽，而是更甜，

　　它給靈魂奏出無聲的樂曲;

　　樹下的美少年呵，你無法中斷

　　你的歌，那樹木也落不了葉子;

　　鹵莽的戀人，你永遠、永遠吻不上，

　　雖然夠接近了--但不必心酸;

　　她不會老，雖然你不能如愿以償，

　　你將永遠愛下去，她也永遠秀麗!

　　Ah, happy, happy boughs! that cannot shed

　　Your leaves, nor ever bid the Spring adieu;

　　And, happy melodist, unweari-ed,

　　Forever piping songs forever new;

　　More happy love! more happy, happy love!

　　Forever warm and still to be enjoyed,

　　Forever panting, and forever young;

　　All breathing human passion far above,

　　That leaves a heart high-sorrowful and cloyed,

　　A burning forehead, and a parching tongue.

　　呵，幸福的樹木!你的枝葉

　　不會剝落，從不曾離開春天;

　　幸福的吹笛人也不會停歇，

　　他的歌曲永遠是那么新鮮;

　　呵，更為幸福的、幸福的愛!

　　永遠熱烈，正等待情人宴饗，

　　永遠熱情地心跳，永遠年輕;

　　幸福的是這一切超凡的情態：

　　它不會使心靈饜足和悲傷，

　　沒有熾熱的頭腦，焦渴的嘴唇。

　　英語詩歌希臘古甕頌篇二

　　Who are these coming to the sacrifice?

　　To what green altar, O mysterious priest,

　　Lead'st thou that heifer lowing at the skies,

　　And all her silken flanks with garlands dressed?

　　What little town by river or sea shore,

　　Or mountain-built with peaceful citadel,

　　Is emptied of this folk, this pious morn?

　　And, little town, thy streets for evermore

　　Will silent be; and not a soul to tell

　　Why thou art desolate, can e'er return.

　　這些人是誰呵，都去趕祭祀?

　　這作犧牲的小牛，對天鳴叫，

　　你要牽它到哪兒，神秘的祭司?

　　花環綴滿著它光滑的身腰。

　　是從哪個傍河傍海的小鎮，

　　或哪個靜靜的堡寨山村，

　　來了這些人，在這敬神的清早?

　　呵，小鎮，你的街道永遠恬靜;

　　再也不可能回來一個靈魂

　　告訴人你何以是這么寂寥。

　　O Attic shape! Fair attitude! with brede

　　Of marble men and maidens overwrought,

　　With forest branches and the trodden weed;

　　Thou, silent form, dost tease us out of thought

　　As doth eternity. Cold Pastoral!

　　When old age shall this generation waste,

　　Thou shalt remain, in midst of other woe

　　Than ours, a friend to man, to whom thou say'st,

　　"Beauty is truth, truth beauty"---that is all

　　Ye know on earth, and all ye need to know.

　　哦，希臘的形狀!唯美的觀照!

　　上面綴有石雕的男人和女人，

　　還有林木，和踐踏過的青草;

　　沉默的形體呵，你象是“永恒”

　　使人超越思想：呵，冰冷的牧歌!

　　等暮年使這一世代都凋落，

　　只有你如舊;在另外的一些

　　憂傷中，你會撫慰后人說：

　　“美即是真，真即是美，”這就包括

　　你們所知道、和該知道的一切。

　　英語詩歌：金色的羊毛 The Golden Fleece

　　King Athamus of northern Greece had two children， Phrixus and Helle.After he left his first wife and mar ried Ino，a wicked woman，the two children received all the cruel treatment that a stepmother coulddevise ，At one timethe kingdom was ruined by a famine.Ino persuaded her credulous husband intobelievingthat his son，Phrixus，was the actual cause of the disaster，and should be sacrificed to Zeus to endit.The poor boy was then placed on the altar and was about tobe knifed when a ram with goldenfleecewas sent down by thegods and carried off the two children on its back.As they flew over the strait that divides Asia from Europe，Helle，faint at the vast expanse of waterbelow ，fell into the sea and was drowned.Thus the sea of Helle，Hellespont，became the ancient name of the strip of water.Her brother kept on and arrived in Colchis on the eastern shore of the Black Sea.There he sacrificed the ram to Zeus and gave its golden fleece to King Aeetes，who nailed it on a sacred tree and put a sleepless dragon incharge .