雙語(yǔ)·英美愛(ài)情詩(shī)歌選 119　我為美而死

119. I Died for Beauty——

——E. Dickinson

I died for Beauty——but was scarce

Adjusted in the Tomb

When One who died for Truth, was lain

In an adjoining Room——

He questioned softly“Why I failed?”

“For Beauty”, I replied——

“And I——for Truth——Themself are One——

We Brethren, are,”He said——

And so, as Kinsmen, met a Night——

We talked between the Rooms——-

Until the Moss had reached our lips——

And covered up——our names——