這首真夠慘的…話(huà)說(shuō)我還翻譯了不少短篇小說(shuō)，有想看的話(huà)也可以考慮發(fā)一下

At Castle Wood 在伍德堡

The day is done, the winter sun

Is setting in its sullen sky;

And drear the course that has been run,

And dim the hearts that slowly die.

一天結(jié)束，冬日的太陽(yáng)

正沒(méi)落在陰沉的天際；

給完成的工作染上悲傷，

使衰朽的心靈黯淡光明。

No star will light my coming night;

No morn of hope for me will shine;

I mourn not heaven would blast my sight,

And I ne'er longed for joys divine.

沒(méi)有星辰來(lái)點(diǎn)亮我將至的夜晚；

沒(méi)有希望之光為我把黎明耀閃；

我不會(huì)嘆息那天堂的遙不可攀，

也從不對(duì)神圣的喜樂(lè)有所期盼。

Through life's hard task I did not ask

Celestial aid, celestial cheer;

I saw my fate without its mask,

And met it too without a tear.

我走過(guò)生命的艱辛困苦，

不祈求天仙的鼓舞，神道的幫助；

我直面命運(yùn)的真實(shí)面目，

命途上未曾灑下淚珠。

The grief that pressed my aching breast

Was heavier far than earth can be;

And who would dread eternal rest

When labour's hour was agony?

哀愁的分量遠(yuǎn)超大地

壓在我心上疼痛難抑；

誰(shuí)還會(huì)懼怕永遠(yuǎn)的安息

若勞作的時(shí)辰已成了酷役？

Dark falls the fear of this despair

On spirits born of happiness;

But I was bred the mate of care,

The foster-child of sore distress.

黑暗把對(duì)于絕望的恐懼

降臨在那些生自幸福的魂靈；

而我只是個(gè)可憐的孩子，

成長(zhǎng)在與操勞為伴的環(huán)境。

No sighs for me, no sympathy,

No wish to keep my soul below;

The heart is dead in infancy,

Unwept-for let the body go.?

沒(méi)有為我的嘆息，沒(méi)有給我的同情，

沒(méi)有什么祝愿使我的靈魂安寧；

心兒夭亡在生命的初期，

沒(méi)有誰(shuí)哭泣為它送行。

Emily Jane Bront?