That time is dead for ever, child!
Drowned, frozen, dead for ever!
We look on the past
And stare aghast
At the spectres wailing, pale and ghast,
Of hopes which thou I beguiled
To death on life’s dark river.
The stream we gazed on then rolled by;
Its waves are unreturning;
But we yet stand
In a lone land,
Like tombs to mark the memory
Of hopes and fears, which fade and flee
In the light of life’s dim morning.
那时刻永远逝去了,孩子!
它已沉没,僵涸,永不回头!
我们望着往昔,
不禁感到惊悸:
希望底阴魂正凄苍、悲泣;
是你和我,把它哄骗致死,
在生之幽暗的河流。
我们望着的那川流已经
滚滚而去,从此不再折回;
但我们却立于
一片荒凉的境地,
象是墓碑在标志已死的
希望和恐惧:呵,生之黎明
已使它们飞逝、隐退。
——雪莱《那时刻永远逝去了,孩子》