帕布莉卡希望只是个羞怯的友伴——
她坐在我的囚牢之外，
以自私者的冷眼旁观
观察我的命运的好歹。
她因胆怯而如此冷酷。
郁闷的一天，我透过铁栏，
想看到我的希望的面目，
却见她立即背转了脸！
像一个假看守在假意监视，
一面敌对一面又暗示和平；
当我哀泣时她吟唱歌词，
当我静听她却噤口无声。
她心如铁石而且虚假。
当我最后的欢乐落英遍地，
见此悲惨的遗物四处抛撒
就连“哀愁”也遗憾不已；
而希望，她本来能悄悄耳语
为痛苦欲狂者搽膏止痛，——
却伸展双翼向天堂飞去，
一去不回，从此不见影综。
Hope Was but a timid friend;
she sat without the grated den,
watching how my fate would tend,
Even as selfish-hearted men.
she was cruel in her fear;
Through the bars one dreary day,
I looked out to see her there,
And she turned her face away!
Like a false guard, false watch keeping,
still, in strife, she whispered peace;
she would sing while I was weeping;
If I listened, she would cease.
False she was, and unrelenting;
When my last joys strewed the ground,
Even Sorrow saw, repenting,
Those sad relics scattered round;
Hope, whose whisper would have given
Balm to all my frenzied pain,
Stretched her wings, and soared to heaven,
Went, and ne’er returned again!
艾米莉 勃朗特（Emily Bronte）
《希望》（Hope）
译者: 飞白
精彩点评：
艾米莉真是天生的诗人
