To Helen
Edgar Allan Poe
Helen, your beauty means a lot to me.
Like those old Nicaean barks.
Gently, on the fragrant sea,
The weary wanderer was bored.
Go back to his hometown.
Roaming on the sea of despair,
Your hyacinthus orientalis hair, your classic face,
Your breeze takes me home.
For the glory of Greece,
And the glory of Rome.
Look, in that splendid window niche.
I saw how much you stood like a statue,
The agate lamp in your hand,
Ah! Psyche, from
Are holy places! ?
To Helen
Edgar Allan Poe
Helen, your beauty means a lot to me.
Like that old western-style sailboat,
It ripples on the fragrant sea,
Carrying a tired tramp,
Sail to the coast of my hometown.
Your soft blue-purple hair, classic face,
Appeared on the rough sea for a long time,
Your goddess charm,
Take me back to Greece's past glory,
And the glory of ancient Rome.
Listen, the shrine is golden, you're slim,
Like a statue,
Portable agate lamp,
Ah, psyche,
You come from that sacred place!
2.
Annabel Lee
Edgar Allan Poe
That was many years ago,
In a kingdom by the sea,
There lives a young girl you may know.
Her name is Annabel Lee.
This girl, she has no other ideas.
More important than loving me and being loved by me.
I am a child, and she is also a child.
In this kingdom by the sea;
But our love is not just love-
Me and my Annabel Lee;
With the love of Seraphim in heaven.
Covet her and me.
This is a long time ago,
In this kingdom by the sea,
A gust of wind blew from the clouds, which was chilling.
My beautiful Annabel Lee;
So her relatives of noble birth came.
Take her away from me,
Put her in the grave.
In this kingdom by the sea.
Angels are not happy in heaven,
Jealous of her and me-
Yes! This is the reason (as we all know,
In this kingdom by the sea)
The wind comes out of the clouds at night,
Freeze and kill my Annabel Lee.
But our love is stronger than love.
Those who are older than us-
People who are much smarter than us—
Whether it is an angel in the sky,
Or a demon at the bottom of the sea,
Can separate my soul from my soul
The beautiful Annabel Lee.
Because the moon will not shine without giving me a dream.
Beautiful Annabel Lee;
The stars never rise, but I feel bright eyes.
Beautiful Annabel Lee;
So, all night, I lay by the sea.
My dear-my dear-my life and my bride,
In a tomb by the sea,
In her grave by the sea.
Annabel Leigh
Edgar Allan Poe
Zhang Qi's Translation
Many, many years ago,
In a kingdom by the sea,
As you may know, there lived a young girl.
Her name is Annabel Lee;
This girl lives to love me and be loved by me.
There is no other purpose.
I am a child, and so is she.
In this kingdom by the sea;
But we love each other deeply, not just love-
Me and my Annabel Lee;
Even Seraphim, flying at the highest place in heaven,
I also envy her and my love.
This is the reason for that. A long time ago,
In this kingdom by the sea,
There was a sudden gust of wind in the dark clouds and it froze.
My beautiful Annabel Lee;
Her male relatives of noble birth also came,
Take her away from me in anger,
Then he put her in the grave,
In this kingdom by the sea.
Those angels are not happy in heaven at all,
They were jealous of me and her—
Yes! -This is the reason.
Everyone in the seaside kingdom knows. )
In this way, that night, a cold wind blew in the clouds.
Freeze to death my Annabel Lee.
But even now, our love is far more than that
People older than us, people smarter than us.
The love you have is stronger—
Angels in the sky,
Those demons at the bottom of the sea,
I can't separate my soul from hers,
Me and the beautiful Annabel Lee.
As long as the moon shines, I can
Dreaming of my beautiful Annabel Lee;
Even if the stars no longer rise, her bright eyes
Still with me;
In this way, the whole night, I lay.
My dear, my dear, the bride of my life,
By the roaring sea,
In her peaceful sleeping grave. ?
3.
A dream
Edgar Allan Poe
In the illusion of the night
I dreamed of a happy departure-
But a waking dream about life and light.
Break my heart.
Ah! What is not a dream during the day?
Throw it in his eyes.
Shine radiation on things around him.
Go back in time?
That sacred dream-that sacred dream,
When the whole world is Ding Chi,
Let me rejoice like a lovely beam of light.
Guided by a lonely soul.
Although light, through storms and nights,
Trembling from a distance-
What is more pure light than this?
On the Star of Truth Day?
dream
Edgar Allan Poe
Oh! I hope my youth is a long dream!
May my soul never wake up from a dream until
The constant light of water brings dawn;
Not bad! There was sadness and despair in that long dream,
But he is also better than the sober life in reality.
His heart, in this cold and desolate world,
Since he was born, he has always been and will be,
A violent mess!
But if-that dream that lasts forever-
Like many of my dreams,
If this is the fate of my childhood dream,
The kingdom of heaven with high hopes is still stupid!
Because I have been addicted to the sunny days in summer,
Because I am addicted to daydreaming,
Inadvertently, I put my heart
Always stay in my imaginary area—
Except my home, except my thoughts-
What else can I see?
Once and only once, when I was crazy.
Will not disappear from my memory—
It's some kind of power or spell that kills me—
It is the cold wind that blows me at night,
Leave its image in my heart,
Or the cold light from Leng Yue shines on my sleep—
Or those stars-but whatever it is,
That dream is like the evil wind on a cold night-let it disappear.
I've always been happy-although only in my dreams,
I've always been happy-I like the melody of dreams-
Dream! Colorful—
It's like you're fighting a short and vague struggle,
Struggle with reality, and struggle brings fans.
All the beauty and love of Eden-
This love and beauty belong to ourselves!
Beauty is better than what young people want to know when they are happiest.