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O Winter, bar thine adamantine doors! 冬呵！闩上你所有铁石的门： The north is thine; there hast thou built thy dark 北方才是你的；你在那里筑有 Deep-founded habitation. Shake not thy roofs, 幽暗而深藏的住所。别摇动 Nor bend thy pillars with thine iron car. 你的屋顶吧，别放出你的铁车。 He hears me not, but o'er the yawning deep 但他不理我，却从无底的深渊 Rides heavy; his storms are unchained. Sheathed 驾车而来；他的风暴原锁在 In ribbed steel, I dare not lift mine eyes; 钢筋上，出笼了；我不敢抬眼， For he hath reared his sceptre o'er the world. 因为他在全世界掌握了权柄。 Lo! now the direful monster, whose skin clings 你看这恶魔！他的皮紧包着 To his strong bones, strides o'er the groaning rocks; 强大的骨骼，把山石踩得呻吟； He withers all in silence, and his hand 他使一切悄然萎缩，他的手 Unclothes the earth and freezes up frail life. 剥光大地，冻僵了脆弱的生命。 He takes his seat upon the cliffs; the mariner 他坐在峭壁上：水手枉然呼喊。 Cries in vain. Poor little wretch! that deal'st 可怜的人呵，必须和风暴挣扎！ With storms—till heaven smiles, and the monster 等着吧，天空微笑时，这恶魔 Is driven yelling to his caves beneath Mount Hecla. 就被逐回洞中，回到赫克拉山下。 |
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