"Hope" is the thing with feathers By Emily Dickinson希望是長著羽毛的生靈

Hope" is the thing with feathers

希望是長著羽毛的生靈

"Hope" is the thing with feathers

That perches in the soul

And sings the tune without the words

And never stops --- at all

And sweetest -- in the Gale -- is heard

And sore must be the storm

That could abash the little Bird

That kept so many warm

I've heard it in the chillest land

And on the strangest Sea

Yet, never, in Extremity,

It asked a crumb -- of Me.

希望是長著羽毛的生靈

棲息在靈魂的樹杈

唱著無言的歌兒

從來——沒有停下——

它曾庇護了多少溫暖

狂風中，它的歌聲最是甜蜜

只有惱羞成怒的暴雨

才能讓這隻小鳥顯現窘迫

我聽見它的聲音——

在最寒冷的土地

在最偏遠的海洋

絕境中，它依然不會張口

向我討要哪怕一屑麵包