When I have fears that I may cease to be

每当我害怕，生命也许等不及

Before my pen has glean'd my teeming brain,

我的笔搜集完我蓬勃的思潮，

Before high-piled books, in charactery,

等不及高高一堆书，在文字里，

Hold like rich garners the full ripen'd grain;

象丰富的谷仓，把熟谷子收好；

When I behold, upon the night's starr'd face,

每当我在繁星的夜幕上看见

Huge cloudy symbols of a high romance,

传奇故事的巨大的云雾征象，

And think that I may never live to trace

而且想，我或许活不到那一天，

Their shadows, with the magic hand of chance;

以偶然的神笔描出它的幻相；

And when I feel, fair creature of an hour,

每当我感觉，呵，瞬息的美人！

That I shall never look upon thee more,

我也许永远都不会再看到你，

Never have relish in the faery power

不会再陶醉于无忧的爱情

Of unreflecting love;--then on the shore

和它的魅力！——于是，在这广大的

Of the wide world I stand alone, and think

世界的岸沿，我独自站定、沉思，

Till love and fame to nothingness do sink.

直到爱情、声名，都没入虚无里