W. B. Yeats - The Wheel 汉译

Through winter-time we call on spring,

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And when abounding hedges ring

Declare that winter's best of all;

And after that there s nothing good

Because the spring-time has not come -

Nor know that what disturbs our blood

Is but its longing for the tomb.

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威廉·巴特勒·叶芝

在整个冬季里我们呼唤春季，

在整个春天里又呼唤夏天，

当繁茂的树篱摇响风铃之时

又宣称其中最好的是冬天；

在那以后不再有什么好季节，

因为春的时刻还没有来临

却不知那烦扰我们的生命者

不过是生命对墓地的憧憬。