Thomas Browne - Westminster Abbey 汉译

To famous Westminster how there resorte

Living in brasse or stoney monument,

The princes and the worthies of all sorte;

Does not I see reformed nobilitie,

Without contempt, or pride or ostentation,

And looke upon offenselesse majesty,

Naked of pomp or earthly domination?

And how a play-game of a painted stone

Contents the quiet now and silent sprites,

Whome all the world which late they stood upon

Could not content or quench their appetites.

Life is a frost of cold felicitie,

And death the thaw of all our vanitie.