How Rich That Forehead's Calm Expanse
How Rich That Forehead's Calm Expanse
by William Wordsworth
How rich that forehead's calm expanse!
How bright that heaven-directed glance!
--Waft her to glory, winged Powers,
Ere sorrow be renewed,
And intercourse with mortal hours
Bring back a humbler mood!
So looked Cecilia when she drew
An Angel from his station;
So looked; not ceasing to pursue
Her tuneful adoration!
But hand and voice alike are still;
No sound 'here' sweeps away the will
That gave it birth: in service meek
One upright arm sustains the cheek,
And one across the bosom lies--
That rose, and now forgets to rise,
Subdued by breathless harmonies
Of meditative feeling;
Mute strains from worlds beyond the skies,
Through the pure light of female eyes,
Their sanctity revealing!
静中深广的情态
威廉·华兹华斯
她眉宇舒展，静中深广的情态：
脱俗的顾盼，有何等夺目的光彩！
——鼓动着羽翼的天使，
请把她引上光辉的境地。
不然再度袭来的忧伤、
纷纷扰扰的尘世交往，
将会贬损她的形象！
塞西丽亚那时就是这般仪态
才把天使从他的岗位招来；
就是这般神态，她娓娓地
继续道出她的膜拜。
现在纤手与柔声一同静止，
声音本来发自虔诚的心志，
现在要以静默把心志保持；
温顺地提起一只手托着脸庞，
另一只手横放在胸脯上；
在屏息着的参悟的和谐中，
静中凝止着一切的动：
一种无声的音乐来自天外，
通过女性眼睛的纯洁的柔辉，
把它们的神圣显露出来。
（谢耀文 译）
诗人简介威廉·华兹华斯简介
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