The sea is calm tonight.

今晚的大海一片寂静。

The tide is full, the moon lies fair

海浪饱满，明月的光辉

Upon the straits; on the French coast, the light

照彻海峡。法国海岸的灯火

Gleams and is gone; the cliffs of England stand,

生了又灭；英国海岸，危岩耸立，

Glimmering and vast, out in the tranquil bay.

广袤的微光，在宁静的海湾隐匿。

Come to the window, sweet is the night-air!

来到窗边吧，享用这温柔的夜晚空气。

Only, from the long line of spray

悠长的海浪，只有当它

Where the sea meets the moon-blanched land,

遭遇月光漂白的陆地，

听，你才能听到刺耳的呼唳：

Listen! you hear the grating roar

海浪掠取卵石，凌空抛起，

Of pebbles which the waves draw back, and fling,

又掷回到远处的海滩，

At their return, up the high strand,

躁动，止息，又一次躁动，

Begin, and cease, and then again begin,

战栗的、漫长的节拍，带来

With tremulous cadence slow, and bring

永恒的悲戚。

The eternal note of sadness in.

曾几何时，索福克勒斯

Sophocles long ago

在爱琴海岸听闻这浪声，

Heard it on the Aegean, and it brought

潮起潮落，令他感叹

Into his mind the turbid ebb and flow

多少人类的不幸；今夜的

Of human misery; we

水声也让我们沉思，

Find also in the sound a thought,

遥远的北海，浪涛拍岸。

Hearing it by this distant northern sea.

信仰之海

The Sea of Faith

曾经的充盈，在地球的海滨

Was once, too, at the full, and round earth's shore

如锦带，一路铺展。

Lay like the folds of a bright girdle furled.

可如今，我只听到它

But now I only hear

撤离的尾声，忧郁，冗长，

Its melancholy, long, withdrawing roar,

夜风中的

Retreating, to the breath

消逝，在荒凉的海角，

Of the night-wind, down the vast edges drear

在赤裸的天涯。

And naked shingles of the world.

啊，爱人，让我们真心相见，

Ah, love, let us be true

诚待你与我！因为这个世界

To one another! for the world, which seems

一如梦幻，横亘在面前，

To lie before us like a land of dreams,

如此丰富，如此新奇，如此灿烂，

So various, so beautiful, so new,

却没有欢乐，没有光，也没有爱，

Hath really neither joy, nor love, nor light,

没有确定，没有和平，痛苦未能消减；

Nor certitude, nor peace, nor help for pain;

而我们在这里，在漆黑的莽原，

And we are here as on a darkling plain

警世之声让我们惶然——这挣扎，这溃散，

Swept with confused alarms of struggle and flight,

这无知的兵卒，在暗夜杀伐不断。

Where ignorant armies clash by night.