作者：步罡踏鬥 提交日期：2004-09-12 23:55
不要在哀傷的詩句裏告訴我：
“人生不過是壹場幻夢！”
靈魂睡著了，就等於死了，
事物的真相與外表不同。
Tell me not, in mournful numbers,
"Life is but an empty dream!"
For the soul is dead that slumbers,
And things are not what they seem.
人生是真切的！人生是實在的！
它的歸宿決不是荒墳；
“妳本是塵土，必歸於塵土”，
這是指軀殼，不是指靈魂。
Life is real! Life is earnest!
And the grave is not its goal;
"Dust thou art, to dust returnest,"
Was not spoken of the soul.
我們命定的目標和道路
不是享樂，也不是受苦；
而是行動，在每個明天
都超越今天，跨出新步。
Not enjoyment, and not sorrow,
Is our destined end or way;
But to act, that each to-morrow
Find us farther than to-day.
智藝無窮，時光飛逝；
這顆心，縱然勇敢堅強，
也只如鼙鼓，悶聲敲動著，
壹下又壹下，向墳地送喪。
Art is long, and Time is fleeting,
And our hearts, though stout and brave,
Still, like muffled drums, are beating
Funeral marches to the grave.
世界是壹片遼闊的戰場，
人生是到處紮寨安營；
莫學那聽人驅策的啞畜，
做壹個威武善戰的英雄！
In the world's broad field of battle,
In the bivouac of life,
Be not like dumb, driven cattle!
Be a hero in the strife!
別指望將來，不管它多可愛！
把已逝的過去永久掩埋！
行動吧——趁著活生生的現在！
心中有赤心，頭上有真宰！
Trust no Future, howe'er pleasant!
Let the dead Past bury its dead!
Act, -- act in the living Present!
Heart within, and God o'evhead!
偉人的生平啟示我們：
我們能夠生活得高尚，
而當告別人世的時候，
留下腳印在時間的沙上；
Lives of great men all remind us
We can make our lives sublime,
And, departing, leave behind us
Footprints on the sand of time;
也許我們有壹個兄弟
航行在莊嚴的人生大海，
遇險沈了船，絕望的時刻，
會看到這腳印而振作起來。
Footprints, that perhaps another,
Sailing o'er life's solemn main,
A forlorn and shipwrecked brother,
Seeing, shall take heart again.
那麽，讓我們起來幹吧，
對任何命運要敢於擔戴；
不斷地進取，不斷地追求，
要善於勞動，善於等待。
Let us, then, be up and doing,
With a heart for any fate;
Still achieving, still pursuing,
Learn to labor and to wait.