As imperceptibly as grief

Emily Dickinson

The summer lapsed away,—
Too imperceptible, at last,
To seem like perfidy.
　　
A quietness distilled,
As twilight long begun,
Or Nature, spending with herself
Sequestered afternoon.
　　
The dusk drew earlier in,
The morning foreign shone,—
A courteous, yet harrowing grace,
As guest who would be gone.
　　
And thus, without a wing,
Or service of a keel,
Our summer made her light escape
Into the beautiful.

夏之逃逸
余光中译

不知不觉地，有如忧伤，
夏日竟然就逝了，
如此地难以觉察，简直
不像是有意潜逃
　　
向晚的微光很早就开始
沉淀出一片寂静，
不然便是消瘦的四野，
将下午深深幽禁。
　　
黄昏比往日来得更早，
清晨的光采已陌生 ――
一种拘礼而恼人的风度
象即欲离去的客人。
　　
就象如此，也不用翅膀，
也不劳小舟相送。
我们的夏日轻逸地逃去，
没入了美的境中。