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我只想完美无瑕，纤尘不染，宛如新生
随着岁月的逝去，我的内心越来越富足
和青年时候不同，我再也不用像从前那样
同每个新认识的朋友，都一见如故
或者一定要用语言把思想塑成具体形状
他们来也好，去也好，在我看来是一回事
只要我能保有自我和坚强的意愿
只要我有力量在夏日夜晚爬上山去
看星星成群涌过来，在山的那一边
让他们去相信我爱他们，爱得比实在还要多
让他们去相信我非常在乎，虽然我一个人走
假如能让他们得意，对我又有什么关系
只要我本身完整，像一朵花或一块石头
——[美] 蒂丝黛尔《孤独》
译者：林以亮
选自 《美国诗选》
The Solitary
----by Sara Teasdale
My heart has grown rich with the passing of years,
I have less need now than when I was young
To share myself with every comer
Or shape my thoughts into words with my tongue.
It is one to me that they come or go
If I have myself and the drive of my will,
And strength to climb on a summer night
And watch the stars swarm over the hill
Let them think I love them more than I do,
Let them think I care, though I go alone;
If it lifts their pride, what is it to me
Who am self-complete as a flower or a stone.
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