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ONE WORD IS TOO OFTEN PROFANED
Percy Bysshe Shelley One word is too often profaned For me to profane it, One feeling too falsely disdained For thee to disdain it; One hope is too like despair For prudence to smother, And pity from thee more dear Than that from another. I can give not what men call love, But wilt thou accept not The worship the heart lifts above And the Heavens reject not, -- The desire of the moth for the star, Of the night for the morrow, The devotion to something afar From the sphere of our sorrow?
有一个被人经常亵渎的字 王佐良 译 有一个被人经常亵渎的字， 我无心再来亵渎； 有一种被人假意鄙薄的感情， 你不会也来鄙薄。 有一种希望太似绝望， 又何须再加提防！ 你的怜悯无人能比， 温暖了我的心房。 我拿不出人们所称的爱情， 但不知你肯否接受 这颗心儿能献的崇敬？ 连天公也不会拒而不收！ 犹如飞蛾扑向星星， 又如黑夜追求黎明， 这一种思慕远处之情， 早已跳出了人间的苦境！ |
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