- AND DEATH SHALL HAVE NO DOMINION
Dylan Thomas
And death shall have no dominion.
Dead mean naked they shall be one
With the man in the wind and the west moon;
When their bones are picked clean and the clean bones gone,
They shall have stars at elbow and foot;
Though they go mad they shall be sane,
Though they sink through the sea they shall rise again;
Though lovers be lost love shall not;
And death shall have no dominion.
And death shall have no dominion.
Under the windings of the sea
They lying long shall not die windily;
Twisting on racks when sinews give way,
Strapped to a wheel, yet they shall not break;
Faith in their hands shall snap in two,
And the unicorn evils run them through;
Split all ends up they shan't crack;
And death shall have no dominion.
And death shall have no dominion.
No more may gulls cry at their ears
Or waves break loud on the seashores;
Where blew a flower may a flower no more
Lift its head to the blows of the rain;
Through they be mad and dead as nails,
Heads of the characters hammer through daisies;
Break in the sun till the sun breaks down,
And death shall have no dominion.
http://www.blackphoenixalchemylab.com/thomas.html
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还有这一首。
里尔克的<秋>是不是这首：
秋日
主啊，是时候了！夏日曾经很壮大。
把你的阴影投到日晷之上，
让秋风刮过田野。
让最后的果实尽快成熟，
再给他们两天南方的气候，
迫使它们成熟，
把更多的甘甜酿入浓酒。
谁，此时没有房屋，就不必建筑，
谁，此时孤独，就永远孤独，
就醒着，读着，写着长信，
在林荫道上来回不安的，游荡。
冯至译
http://www.cnpoet.com/waiguo/austria/001.htm
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没有故乡的望乡人
http://2005shuoshi.blogchina.com/2747940.html
在这篇文章里，又有另一首《秋》：
《秋》
落叶了，仿佛从那遥远的空中
好似天国里的花园都已凋萎
枯叶摆着手，不情愿地往下落。
在一个个夜里，沉重的地球
也离开了星群，落进了寂寞。
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不很全，我找出英文版：
Autumn
Rainer Maria Rilke
The leaves are falling, falling as if from far up,
as if orchards were dying high in space.
Each leaf falls as if it were motioning "no."
And tonight the heavy earth is falling
away from all other stars in the loneliness.
We're all falling. This hand here is falling.
And look at the other one. It's in them all.
And yet there is Someone, whose hands
infinitely calm, holding up all this falling.
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原文：
Die Blätter fallen, fallen wie von weit,
als welkten in den Himmeln ferne Gärten;
sie fallen mit verneinender Gebärde.
Und in den Nächten fällt die schwere Erde
aus allen Sternen in die Einsamkeit.
Wir alle fallen. Diese Hand da fällt.
Und sieh dir andre an: es ist in allen.
Und doch ist Einer, welcher dieses Fallen
unendlich sanft in seinen Händen hält.
Rainer Maria Rilke
Aus: Das Buch der Bilder
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