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LESSON 47 The blind boy
第四十七课 盲眼男孩
Colley Cibber
考利·西伯
O say what is that thing call'd Light,
喂，这个我永远不可享受的
Which I must ne'er enjoy;
名叫光的东西是啥；
What are the blessings of the sight,
视觉的幸福是什么，
O tell your poor blind boy!
告诉你可怜的盲童吧！
You talk of wondrous things you see,
你讲到你所看见的各种奇妙事物，
You say the sun shines bright;
你说太阳照耀得明亮；
I feel him warm, but how can he
我感觉它温暖，但是它如何
Or make it day or night?
能造成白昼和夜晚？
My day or night myself I make
我的白昼或夜晚是我自己造成，
Whene'er I sleep or play;
在我睡眠或游戏的时候；
And could I ever keep awake
我只要一直保持苏醒，
With me 't were always day.
对我而言，总是白昼。
With heavy sighs I often hear
为着我不幸的灾祸，
You mourn my hapless woe;
我常听到你们沉重的悲叹；
But sure with patience I can bear
但是我准能忍受得过
A loss I ne'er can know.
我永远不会了解的遗憾。
Then let not what I cannot have
那就别让我不能得到的东西
My cheer of mind destroy:
破坏我精神上的欢乐；
Whilst thus I sing, I am a king,
当我这样歌唱时，我就是皇帝，
Although a poor blind boy.
虽然是可怜的盲童一个。
