译诗 | 艾米莉·狄金森：我为美而死

我为美而死——但几乎 无法适应躺在坟墓里 一位为了真而死的人，躺入 相邻墓室——

他柔声问我为何一败涂地？ “为了美”，我回答—— “而我——为了真——两者是一体—— 我们是兄弟”，他说——

于是，就像亲族，相遇在夜晚—— 我们在两座墓穴中交谈—— 直到青苔爬过我们的嘴唇—— 并遮盖了——我们的名字——

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I died for beauty—but was scarce Adjusted in the tomb, When one who died for truth was lain In an adjoining room—

He questioned softly why I failed? "For beauty," I replied— "And I —for truth—the two are one— We brethren are," he said—

And so, as kinsmen met a night— We talked between the rooms— Until the moss had reached our lips— And covered up our names—