桑塔亚纳 《给W.P.》

桑塔亚纳 《给W.P.》：
With you a part of me hath passed away;
For in the peopled forest of my mind ,
A tree made leafless by this wintry wind ,
Shall never don again its green array.
Chapel and fireside,country road and bay,
Have something of their friendliness resigned;
Another,if I would, I could not find ,
And I am grown much older in a day.
But yet I trdasure in my memory,
Your gift of charity and young heart's ease,
And the dear honour of your amity;
For these once mine, my life is rich with these.
And I scarce know which part may greater be --
What I keep of you , or you rob from me.
冬风扫叶时节，一树萧条如洗，
绿装已卸，卸在我心里。
我生命的一部分，已消亡
随着你。
教堂、炉边、郊路和港湾，
情味都今非昔比。
虽有余情，也难追寻，
一日之间，我不知老了几许？
你天性的善良、慈爱和轻快，
曾属于我，跟我一起。
我不知道哪一部分多——
是你带走的我，
还是我留下的你。