陶樂思的自由

 淚水啊，為何無端地流淌？
出於深邃、神聖的絕望，
發自內心，匯聚眼眶，
朝著秋天幸福的田野凝望，
把那逝去的時日回想。

從幽冥中把朋友帶到面前，
清新似閃耀於船帆的第一抹曙光，
憂傷如染紅桅杆的最後一縷殘陽，
帶著我們珍愛的一切沉入天際，
那逝去的時日多麼清新，多麼憂傷。

陌生、憂傷如黑暗的夏日黎明，
睡眼惺松的小鳥發出清晨的歌唱，
將逝的兩耳聲聲迴響，
臨終的雙眼窗格漸漸閃亮；
那逝去的時日如此陌生，如此憂傷。

親切如生前熱吻的追憶
甜蜜似唇間無助的幻象，
像深沉的愛、深沉的初戀，
萬般悔恨，無比顛狂；
那逝去的時日啊，人生中的死亡！

淚水啊，為何無端地流淌(Tears, Idle Tears)

~ 英國詩人~ (1809-1892)

Tears, idle tears, I know not what they mean,
Tears from the depth of some divine despair
Rise in the heart, and gather to the eyes,
In looking on the happy autumn-fields,
And thinking of the days that are no more.

Fresh as the first beam glittering on a sail,
That brings our friends up from the underworld,
Sad as the last which reddens over one
That sinks with all we love below the verge;
So sad, so fresh, the days that are no more.

Ah, sad and strange as in dark summer dawns
The earliest pipe of half-awaken'd birds
To dying ears, when unto dying eyes
The casement slowly grows a glimmering square;
So sad, so strange, the days that are no more.

Dear as remembered kisses after death,
And sweet as those by hopeless fancy feign'd
On lips that are for others; deep as love,
Deep as first love, and wild with all regret;
O Death in Life, the days that are no more!

詩/by Alfred, Lord Tennyson  

圖/ 門月人