第15章 孤独 蒂丝·黛尔

随着时间的流逝，我的心渐渐充实

应酬渐少，不再像年轻的时候

与每一个遇见的人分享我自己

心里有话，也不用把它说出来。

他们来了，走了，都是正常的，一样的

只要我独立，自给自足，还拥有力量

在一个夏夜爬上山巅

看成群的星星朝我涌来。

他们会确定我爱他们，爱得比真实的还要爱；

他们会知道我非常在乎，虽然我总一个人在路上。

假如他们得意，这有什么关系？

只要我自身完整，像一朵花，或一块石头

The Solitary

My heart has grown rich with the passing of years，

I have less need now than when I was young

To share myself with every comer

Or shape my thoughts into words with my tongue.

It is one to me that they come or go

If I have myself and the drive of my will，

And strength to climb on a summer night

And watch the stars swarm over the hill.

Let them think I love them more than I do；

Let them think I care，though I go alone.

If it lifts their pride，what is it to me？

Who am self-complete as a flower or a stone.

By Sara Teasdale