Ella Wilcox - Laugh and the World Laughs with you 汉译

  Weep, and you weep alone;

For this brave old earth must borrow its mirth,

  It has trouble enough of its own.

Sing, and the hills will answer;

  Sigh! It is lost on the air;

The echoes bound to a joyful sound,

  But shrink from voicing care.

Rejoice, and men will seek you;

  Grieve, and they turn and go;

They want full measure of all your pleasure,

  But they do not want your woe.

Be glad, and your friends are many;

  Be sad, and you lose them all—

There are none to decline your nectared wine,

  But alone you must drink life’s gall.

Feast, and your halls are crowded;

  Fast, and the world goes by,

Succeed and give, and it helps you live,

  But no man can help you die.

There is room in the halls of pleasure

  For a long and lordly train:

But one by one we must all file on

  Through the narrow aisles of pain.