神希望我们酬答他，在于他送给我们的花朵，而不在于太阳和土地。 God expects answers for the flowers he sends us, not for the sun the earth. 光明如一个裸体的孩子，快快活活地在绿叶当中游戏，它不知道人...
那些把灯背在背上的人，把他们的影子投到了自己前面。 They throw their shadows before them who carry their lantern on their back. 我的存在，对我是一个永久的神奇，这就是生活。 That I exist is ?a perpetual su...
我今晨坐在窗前，世界如一个路人似的，停留了一会，向我点点头又走过去了。 I sit at my window this morning where the world like a passer-by stops for a moment, nods to me and goes. 这些微（风思），是树叶的簌簌...
海水呀， 你说的是什么？ 是永恒的疑问。 天空呀， 你回答的话是什么？ 是永恒的沉默。 What language is thine, O sea? The language of eternal question. What language is thy answer, O sky? The language of eternal silen...
1 夏天的飞鸟，飞到我的窗前唱歌，又飞去了。 秋天的黄叶，它们没有什么可唱，只叹息一声，飞落在那里。 Stray birds of summer come to my window to sing and fly away. And yellow leaves of autumn, which have no...
To Fanny Brawne, August 1820 My dearest Girl; I wish you could invent some means to make me at all happy without you. Every hour I am more concentrated in you; every thing else tastes like chaff in my Mouth. I feel it almost impossible to go to Italy...
To Fanny Keats, 22 July 1820 My dear Fanny; I have been gaining strength for some days: it would be well if I could at the same time say I am gaining hopes of a speedy recovery. My constitution has suffered very much for two or three years past, so a...
To Fanny Keats, 5 July 1820 Wednesday My dear Fanny; I have had no return of the spitting of blood, and for two or three days have been getting a little stronger. I have no hopes of an entire reestablishment of my health under some months of patience...
To Fanny Keats, 23 June 1820. Friday Morning My dear Fanny; I had intended to delay seeing you till a Book which I am now publishing was out, expecting that to be he end of this Week when I would have brought it to Walthamstow: on receiving your lett...
This Living Hand, Now Warm and Capable This living hand, now warm and capable Of earnest grasping, would, if it were cold And in the icy silence of the tomb, So haunt thy days and chill thy dreaming nights That thou wouldst wish thine own heart dry o...
To Fanny Brawne, May 1820 Wednesday morning My Dearest Girl, I have been a walk this morning with a book in my hand, but as usual I have been occupied with nothing but you: I wish I could say in an agreeable manner. I am tormented day and night. They...
To Fanny Brawne, March 1820 Sweetest Fanny, You fear, sometimes, I do not love you so much as you wish? My dear Girl I love you ever and ever and without reserve. The more I have known you the more have I lov'd. In every way - even my jealousies have...
To Fanny Brawne, February 1820 My dearest girl; According to all appearances I am to be separated from you as much as possible. How I shall be able to bear it, or whether it will not be worse than your presence now and then, I cannot tell. I must be...
To Fanny Brawne, 4th February 1820 Dearest Fanny, I shall send this the moment you return. They say I must remain confined to this room for some time. The consciousness that you love me will make a pleasant prison of the house next to yours. You must...
To Fanny Keats, 20th December 1819 Wentworth Place My dear Fanny; When I saw you last, you asked me whether you should see me again before ChristmasYou would have seen me if I had been quite well. I have not, though not unwell enough to have prevente...
