济慈诗歌和书信选(英文版)14 Bright Star! Would I Were Steadfast as Thou Art（打印版）

　　Bright Star! Would I Were Steadfast as Thou Art

　　BRIGHT star! would I were steadfast as thou art—

　　Not in lone splendour hung aloft the night,

　　And watching, with eternal lids apart,

　　Like Nature’s patient sleepless Eremite,

　　The moving waters at their priestlike task

　　Of pure ablution round earth’s human shores,

　　Or gazing on the new soft fallen mask

　　Of snow upon the mountains and the moors—

　　No—yet still steadfast, still unchangeable,

　　Pillow’d upon my fair love’s ripening breast,

　　To feel for ever its soft fall and swell,

　　Awake for ever in a sweet unrest,

　　Still, still to hear her tender-taken breath,

　　And so live ever—or else swoon to death.