Ode to the West Wind (excerpt)

Percy Bysshe Shelley

王佐良（译）

O wild West Wind, thou breath of Autumn's being,

Thou, from whose unseen presence the leaves dead

Are driven, like ghosts from an enchanter fleeing,

Yellow, and black, and pale, and hectic red,

Pestilence-stricken multitudes: O thou,

Who chariotest to their dark wintry bed

The winged seeds, where they lie cold and low,

Each like a corpse within its grave, until

Thine azure sister of the Spring shall blow

Her clarion o'er the dreaming earth, and fill

(Driving sweet buds like flocks to feed in air)

With living hues and odours plain and hill:

Wild Spirit, which art moving everywhere;

Destroyer and preserver; hear, oh hear!

啊，狂野的西风，你把秋气猛吹，

不露脸便将落叶一扫而空，

犹如法师赶走了群鬼，

赶走那黄绿红黑紫的一群，

那些染上了瘟疫的魔怪——

呵，你让种子长翅腾空，

又落在冰冷的土壤里深埋，

像尸体躺在坟墓，但一朝

你那青色的东风妹妹回来，

为沉睡的大地吹响银号，

（驱使羊群般蓓蕾把大气猛喝）

就吹出遍野嫩色，处处香飘。

狂野的精灵！ 你吹遍了大地山河，

破坏者，保护者，听吧——听我的歌！