卞之琳·《无题（三）》英译

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不带路上的尘土来糟蹋你的房间

以感谢你必用渗墨纸轻轻的掩一下

叫字泪不沾污你给我写的信面。

门荐有悲哀的印痕，渗墨纸也有，

我明白海水洗得尽人间的烟火

白手绢至少可以包一些珊瑚吧，

你却更爱它月台上绿旗后的挥舞。

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Bian Zhilin

I will not forget to carefully clean my soles on your doormat,

So as not to bring travelling dust to ruin your room,

As a token of thanks for your using blotting paper on

Your word-tears to avoid smearing your letter to me.

Doormat has grieving traces; blotting paper has, too.

I understand that sea water can cleanse the world’s smoke.

A white handkerchief can at least hold some corals.

But you’d rather see it wave after green flags upon the platform.