希望长着翅膀

Emily Dickinson

Hope is the thing with feathers ,

That perches in the soul ,

And sings the tune without the words ,

And never stops - at all .

And sweetest - in the Gale - is heard ;

And sore must be the storm ,

That could abash the little Bird,

That kept so many warm .

I’ve heard it in the chillest land ,

And on the strangest Sea ,

Yet - never - in Extremity,

It asked a crumb - of me.

艾米莉·狄金森

希望是长着翅膀的鸟儿，

栖居在人们的灵魂之中，

吟唱着没有歌词的曲调，

永无止息。

在风暴中她的歌声最为甜美，

风暴必然会带来痛苦，

风暴会令小鸟窘困惊慌，

它却留给我们如斯温暖。

我已在最荒凉的陆地上听到过它的歌唱，

也在最陌生的海洋中听到，

但它纵然身处绝境，

也不向我索取分毫。