Hope Is the Thing with Feathers

Emily Dickinson

Hope is the thing with feathers-

That perches in the soul-

And sings the tune without the words-

And never stops at all-

And sweetest in the Gale is heard-

And sore must be the storm-

That could abash the little bird

That kept so many warm-

I've heard it in the chilliest land-

And on the strangest sea-

Yet, never, in extremity,

It asked a crumb-of me.

希望长着翅膀

艾米莉·狄金森

希望是长着翅膀的鸟儿，

栖居在人们的灵魂之中，

吟唱着没有歌词的曲调，

永无止息。

在风暴中它的歌声最为甜美;

风暴必然会带来痛苦，

风暴会令小鸟窘困惊慌，

它却留给我们如斯温暖。

我已在最荒寒的陆地上，

听到过它的歌唱，

也在最陌生的海洋中听到，

但它纵然身处绝境，

也不向我索取分毫。