By Emily Dickinson [America]

有一物在夏日的一天

王柏华 译

A something in a summer’s Day

As slow her flambeaux burn away

Which solemnizes me.

A something in a summer’s noon -

A depth - an Azure - a perfume -

Transcending ecstasy.

And still within a summer’s night

A something so transporting bright

I clap my hands to see -

Then vail my too inspecting face

Lets such a subtle - shimmering grace

Flutter too far for me -

The wizard fingers - never rest -

The purple brook within the breast

Still chafes it’s narrow bed -

Still rears the East her amber Flag -

Guides still the Sun along the Crag

His Caravan of Red

So looking on - the night - the morn

Conclude the wonder gay -

And I meet, coming thro’ the dews

Another summer’s Day !

有一物在夏日的一天

她的火炬慢慢燃烬

令我肃然起敬。

有一物在夏日的正午 -

一种深度 - 一种湛蓝 - 一种香气 -

超越心醉神迷。

还有，在夏日的晚上

有一物如此出神地明亮

我拍手凝望 -

然后我遮住我过于审视的脸

唯恐这般微妙 - 闪烁的恩典

会翩然飞远 -

魔术师的手指 - 从不停歇 -

仍有紫色的小溪在胸膛

摩挲着它窄窄的床 -

仍有东方擎着她的琥珀旗 -

太阳仍沿着峭壁指引

他红色的篷车远行

就这样守望 - 夜晚 - 清晨

欣欣然为这奇幻的一幕作结 -

穿过露珠，我走来，迎接

夏日的又一天！