Thomas Hardy - To Life 汉译

O life with the sad seared face, <?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" />

   I weary of seeing thee,

And thy draggled cloak, and thy hobbling pace,

   And thy too-forced pleasantry!

I know what thou would'st tell

   Of Death, Time, Destiny —

I have known it long, and know, too well

   What it all means for me.

But canst thou not array

   Thyself in rare disguise,

And feign like truth, for one mad day,

   That Earth is <?xml:namespace prefix = st1 ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:smarttags" />Paradise?

I’l tune me to the mood,

   And mum with thee till eve;

And maybe what as interlude

   I feign, I shall believe!