Jones Very – Today 汉译

I live but in the present,—where art thou?

Hast thou a home in some past, future year?

I call to thee from every leaf bough,

But thou art far away and canst not hear.

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Each flower lifts up its red or yellow head,

And nods to thee as thou arr passing by:

Hurry not on, but stay thine anxious tread,

And thou shalt live with me , for there am I.

The steeam that murmurs by thee,—heed its voice,

No stop thine ear; ’tis I that bid it flow;

And thou with its glad waters shalt rejoice,

And of the life I live within them know.

And hill, and grove, and flowers, and running stream,

When thou dost lice with them shall look more fair;

And thou awake as frim a cheating dream,

The life today with me and mine to share.