我去向她致谢——
但她已睡去——
她的床，一块狭窄的石头——
头与脚放满——
访客们携来的花——
 
谁去向她致谢——
但她已睡去——
漂洋过海，将她探望——
仿佛她尚在人世，这过程虽短——
但归途，却很漫长——

I went to thank Her—
But She Slept—
Her Bed—a funneled Stone—
With Nosegays at the Head and Foot—
That Travellers—had thrown—
 
Who went to thank Her—
But She Slept—
’Twas Short—to cross the Sea—
To look upon Her like—alive—
But turning back—’twas slow—

狄金森

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