希望长着翅膀
Hope is the thing with feathers
希望是长着翅膀的鸟儿，
——Emily DickinsonHope is the thing with feathers
栖居在人们的灵魂之中，
That perches in the soul
吟唱着没有歌词的曲调，
And sings the tune without the words
永无止息。
And never stops at all
在风暴中它的歌声最为甜美；
And sweetest in the gale is heard
风暴必然会带来痛苦，
And sore must be the storm
风暴会令小鸟窘困惊慌，
That could abashed the little bird
它却留给我们如斯温暖。
That kept so many warm
我已在最荒寒的陆地上，
I've heard it in the chillest land
也在最陌生的海洋中听到，
And on the strangest sea
但它纵然身处绝境，
Yet, never, in extremity
也不向我索取分毫。
Tasked a crumb of me