I think continually of those who were truly great.

我不断地想着那些真正伟大的人，

Who, from the womb, remembered the soul’s history

他们从娘胎里就记着灵魂的历史

Through corridors of light, where the hours are suns,

是通过光的走廊，那儿的每一刻

Endless and singing. Whose lovely ambition

自成一个太阳，无限而歌唱。他们的

Was that their lips, still touched with fire,

美好野心是：他们仍吻着火焰的嘴唇

Should tell of the Spirit, clothed from head to foot in song.

能叙述自顶至踵裹在歌里的精神。

And who hoarded from the Spring branches

而且他们从春天的枝干收集起

The desires falling across their bodies like blossoms.

那像花朵般凋落下他们身体的欲望。

What is precious, is never to forget

可贵的是，永远不忘记血液的喜悦，

The essential delight of the blood drawn from ageless springs

它源自常青之泉，迸发出岩石外，

Breaking through rocks in worlds before our earth.

涌现在我们地球以前的许多世界里；

Never to deny its pleasure in the morning simple light

可贵的是，从不否定它对单纯晨光的

Nor its grave evening demand for love.

欢欣，或对黄昏的爱的严肃的要求；

Never to allow gradually the traffic to smother

从不允许日常事务以经年累月的

With noise and fog, the flowering of the spirit.

喧声和雾，窒息精神鲜花的开放。

Near the snow, near the sun, in the highest fields,

靠近雪，靠近太阳，在最高的原野，

See how these names are fêted by the waving grass

请看这些名字如何为摇曳的草

And by the streamers of white cloud

所欢庆，如何为白云的旌旗所招展，

And whispers of wind in the listening sky.

又如何被轻风低诉给谛听的天空。

The names of those who in their lives fought for life,

这些毕生为生而战斗的名字呵，

Who wore at their hearts the fire’s centre.

他们在自己的心里承接着火的中心。

Born of the sun, they travelled a short while toward the sun

生于太阳，他们朝太阳走了片刻，

And left the vivid air signed with their honour.

给清澈的太空签署上他们的荣耀。