孤独——喜欢的一首诗，自己的翻译

                                                   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
                我的心在时光荏苒中逐渐丰富成熟，
                       相比年轻的时候
                现在，我不那么渴求与每一个遇见的人分享自己
                    也不再急于将内心的想法吐露。
                他们在我生命中来了又走了，于我都一样
                只要我有我自己，拥有自身的意志力
                在夏日的夜晚，有力量爬上山顶
                       观赏山上星辰云集。
                 让他们觉得我爱他们比原本的深厚；
                 让他们感觉到我的在意，尽管我独自在路上。
                 假如这助长了他们的骄傲，于我又何妨？
                    我自完整如一朵花或一颗石。