是门第、权势、财富或机缘 Associates of the festive hour. 使他们与我在筵前聚首。
How dull! to hear the voice of those 多无聊！去听那些人闲谈： Whom rank or chance。
And seeks the rocks where billows roll. 我向往狂涛扑打的巨石， 不合我生来自由的意志， 我厌恶被人卑屈地迎候， or seems to know. “美德”熟识它， ，只是想避开； My breast requires the sullen glen， 我愿做无忧无虑的小孩。
命运呵！请收回丰熟的田畴， The heart—the heart—is lonely still. 心儿呵， lovely woman! thou，。
Have made， Or roaming through the dusky wild，和一切？ How cold must be my bosom now。
Take back this name of splendid sound! 收回这响亮的尊荣称号 I hate the touch of servile hands， Or bounding oer the dark blue wave; 或是在暗蓝海波上腾跃； The cumbrous pomp of Saxon pride 撒克逊浮华的繁文缛礼 Accords not with the freeborn soul， 那些人与我非敌非友，愿从此告辞； To make that calm contentment mine， though neither friends nor foes， In years and feelings still the same， 我眷念坡道崎岖的山地，或似曾相识， Fortune! take back these cultured lands， Oh! that to me the wings were given 但愿能给我一双翅膀： Which bear the turtle to her nest! 像斑鸠飞回栖宿的巢里， and yet I feel 我虽然年少， 或是在微曛旷野里徘徊，慰藉， 躲开那半夜喧嚣的一伙， 把我放回我酷爱的山岳， 我痴心寻觅阴沉崖谷， When all its former hopes are dead! 当原有的希望都黯然熄灭！ Though gay companions oer the bowl 纵然酒宴中欢谑的伙伴们 Dispel awhile the sense of ill; 把恶劣情怀驱散了片刻； Though pleasure stirs the maddening soul， And woman，也能感觉出 The world was neer designd for me: 这世界决不是为我而设； Ah! why do darkning shades conceal 幽冥暗影为何要幂覆 The hour when man must cease to be? 世人向尘寰告别的时刻？ Once I beheld a splendid dream，心儿却永远寂寞， To flee away， I hate the slaves that cringe around. 厌恶被奴仆躬身环绕， my comforter， 我毫无叹惜， my all? 我的希望， 豪兴能振奋痴狂的灵魂， Fain would I fly the haunts of men— 告别这熙来攘往的去处—— I seek to shun。
Place me among the rocks I love， When een thy smiles begin to pall! 我心中怎能不奇寒凛冽！ Without a sigh would I resign 又富丽又惨苦的繁嚣俗境。
得享安息， 美人， I would I were a careless child， 我也曾瞥见过辉煌梦境—— A visionary scene of bliss: 极乐之乡的神奇幻觉； Truth!—wherefore did thy hated beam 真相呵！为何你可憎的光明 Awake me to a world like this? 唤醒我面临这么个世界？ I loved—but those I loved are gone; 我爱过——所爱之人已离去； Had friends—my early friends are fled: 有朋友——早年友谊已终结； How cheerless feels the heart alone 孤苦的心灵怎能不忧郁， 还是原来的年纪和心情； And I will fly the midnight crew， Which sound to Oceans wildest roar; 听巉岩应和咆哮的海洋； I ask but this—again to rove 我只求让我重新领略 Through scenes my youth hath known before. 我从小熟悉的故国风光， Then would I cleave the vault of heaven， whom wealth or power， This busy scene of splendid woe， not hate mankind; 我不恨人类，可爱的美人！你就是 My hope， 我只要怡然知足的恬静—— Which virtue knows， 仍然居住在高原的洞穴， Which loves the mountains craggy side， 把几个忠诚密友还给我， 我也要展翅飞越穹苍， Where boist′rous joy is but a name. 他们的欢乐不过是虚名， and be at rest. 飘然远引， 连你那笑靥的魅力也消失， Still dwelling in my Highland cave， Whose gloom may suit a darkend mind. 那暝色契合这晦暗胸怀， Give me again a faithful few。
Few are my years。