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Thanatopsis
TO HIM who in the love of Nature holds
Communion with her visible forms she speaks
A various language； for his gayer hours
She has a voice of gladness and a smile
And eloquence of beauty and she glides
Into his darker musings with a mild
And healing sympathy that steals away
Their sharpness ere he is aware. When thoughts
Of the last bitter hour come like a blight
Over thy spirit and sad images
Of the stern agony and shroud and pall
And breathless darkness and the narrow house
Make thee to shudder and grow sick at heart；—
Go forth under the open sky and list
To Nature's teachings while from all around—
Earth and her waters and the depths of air—
Comes a still voice—Yet a few days and thee
The all-beholding sun shall see no more
In all his course； nor yet in the cold ground
Where thy pale form was laid with many tears
Nor in the embrace of ocean shall exist
Thy image. Earth that nourished thee shall claim
Thy growth to be resolved to earth again
And lost each human trace surrendering up
Thine individual being shalt thou go
To mix forever with the elements；
To be a brother to the insensible rock
And to the sluggish clod which the rude swain
Turns with his share and treads upon. The oak
Shall send his roots abroad and pierce thy mould.
Yet not to thine eternal resting-place
Shalt thou retire alone nor couldst thou wish
Couch more magnificent. Thou shalt lie down
With patriarchs of the infant world —with kings
The powerful of the earth —the wise the good
Fair forms and hoary seers of ages past
All in one mighty sepulchre. The hills
Rock-ribbed and ancient as the sun； the vales
Stretching in pensive quietness between；
The venerable woods—rivers that move
In majesty and the complaining brooks
That make the meadows green； and poured round all
Old Ocean's gray and melancholy waste —
Are but the solemn decorations all
Of the great tomb of man！ The golden sun
The planets all the infinite host of heaven
Are shining on the sad abodes of death
Through the still lapse of ages. All that tread
The globe are but a handful to the tribes
That slumber in its bosom.—Take the wigs
Of morning pierce the Barcan wilderness
Or lose thyself in the continuous woods
Where rolls the Oregon and hears no sound
Save his own dashings —yet the dead are there：
And millions in those solitudes since first
The flight of years began have laid them down
In their last sleep—the dead reign there alone.
So shalt thou rest； and what if thou withdraw
In silence from the living and no friend
Take note of thy departure？ All that breathe
Will share thy destiny. The gay will laugh
When thou art gone the solemn brood of care
Plod on and each one as before will chase
His favorite phantom； yet all these shall leave
Their mirth and their employments and shall come
And make their bed with thee. As the long train
Of ages glide away the sons of men
The youth in life's green spring and he who goes
In the full strength of years matron and maid
The speechless babe and the gray-headed man—
Shall one by one be gathered to thy side
By those who in their turn shall follow them.
So live that when thy summons comes to join
The innumerable caravan which moves
To that mysterious realm where each shall take
His chamber in the silent halls of death
Thou go not like the quarry-slave at night
Scourged to his dungeon but sustained and soothed
By an unfaltering trust approach thy grave
Like one who wraps the drapery of his couch
About him and lies down to pleasant dreams.
熱愛自然的人與世間萬象
有著心神的交流，對他
她可說各種各樣的語言
他高興的時候，她聲音喜悅
微笑裏透著高貴的美麗
她潛入他隱秘的思索，帶著
溫柔和撫慰的關切，未及他明白
她就將痛苦帶走，當最後的
思想如災難降臨妳的精神
悲痛的哀影，壽衣，棺罩
令人窒息的黑暗，以及促狹的房屋
使妳瑟瑟發抖，並心生憎恨——
去開闊的田野吧，去聽聽
自然的教誨，聽聽那從四野裏——
大地、河川和新鮮的空氣中——
傳來的靜謐而寂寥的聲音——
然而幾天後，普照大地的太陽
在它的行程裏，也不見妳的
蹤影；也不在冰冷的大地
妳含淚蒼白的形體停放之處
也不在大海的懷抱存妳的形象
養育了妳的大地要將妳召回
復歸為塵土，消除人的痕跡
妳的個體將臣服於此，妳將
永遠與自然之中的萬物***處
去做無情的草木和磐石的兄弟
掩藏在堅硬的泥土下，任由
那粗野的情郎翻犁和踐踏
橡樹伸展的根須將刺穿
妳的軀體。不過，在妳永恒的棲所
妳並不會獨處，妳也不能企望
更多的奢華。妳將與幼稚世界的
尊者們並臥，——有國王，
地上的強者，——有智者、善者
仁者，以及遠古時代的先知，
在同壹個墓室裏。山巒
如太陽壹樣固執且陳舊，河谷
平靜的沈思在原始的樹林間
伸展蜿蜒——江河在尊貴裏
前行，而澆綠草原的溪流
卻帶著汩汩的怨言，灌註
世間的壹切，古老的海洋
是蒼涼孤淒的荒原——
而這壹切不過是人類偉大墳冢的
威嚴的裝飾。金色的太陽
眾多的行星，壹切天界無限的居所
都照耀著死亡之悲戚的歸處
歷經千秋萬代的靜逝。壹切
行在世間的血肉也不過是
安睡在其胸間的部族的壹撮。——
攀上清晨的翅膀，穿越巴肯荒漠
或自棄於綿延的叢林,俄勒岡河奔流
不息的水聲充溢雙耳——盡管亡者
齊聚，萬千魂靈在那孤寂裏隱身
自打這多年的飛行肇始，他們就臥在
最後的睡眠裏——那裏亡者獨自統治。
妳也將這般歇息；假若妳從生撤入
沈寂，而無壹親朋註意到妳的離去
所有呼吸的人都將分享妳的命運
樂觀的在妳不在的時候歡笑
嚴肅而關切的艱難前行。每個人
都將壹如既往地追求他們
最心儀的幻影；盡管他們都將
離開壹切歡愉和覬覦，而前來
築榻於妳之側。隨著生命的列車
慢慢滑遠，人類的子孫
生命之春的青年，歷經滄桑的
中年、垂垂老嫗和嬌嬌少女
呀呀學語的孩童，以及兩鬢蒼蒼的老人——
都將壹個個地來到妳的身邊
更多的人也將追隨他們而來
所以活著，直到被召喚去加入
那龐大的篷車旅行的隊伍，向著
神秘的王國前進，人人都將在死亡
沈寂的殿堂裏找到自己的房間
不要像礦場的奴隸壹樣在深夜
被鞭笞進黑暗的地牢；而要帶著
平靜的撫慰和永恒的信仰，走進
妳的墓穴，打開妳華麗的鋪蓋
躺下去，進入甜美的夢鄉。