When Lilith means to draw me

当莉莉丝想要引我

Within her secret bower,

进入她的秘密幽居时，

She does not overawe me

她没有震慑我

With beauty's pomp and power,

用美貌的夸耀和力量，

Nor, with angelic grace

也没有用天使礼仪的优雅

Of courtesy, and the pace

和船只滑翔的步法，

Of gliding ships, comes veiled at evening hour.

蒙着面纱而来，在傍晚时分。

Eager, unmasked, she lingers

急不可耐的，脱掉面具的，她

Heart-sick and hunger sore;

心如刀割，饥肠辘辘；

With hot, dry, jewelled fingers

站在门口，用伸出来的

Stretched out, beside her door,

又热又干、戴着珠宝的手指

Offering with gnawing haste

以吞噬的匆忙献上

Her cup, whereof who taste,

她的杯，凡品尝者，

(She promises no better) thirst far more.

（她没有许诺更好的）渴得更狠。

What moves me, then, to drink it?

那么，是什么驱使我去喝下它呢？

—Her spells, which all around

——她的咒语使周围的土地

So change the land, we think it

如此地改变，我们看它就是

A great waste where a sound

一片巨大的荒地，那里

Of wind like tales twice told

风声像故事中重复讲述的那样

Blusters, and cloud is rolled

咆哮着，云团常常翻卷

Always above yet no rain falls to ground.

在天空，却没有雨水落到地面上。

Across drab iteration

经过一列又一列

Of bare hills, line on line,

褐黄交迭，光秃秃的山丘，

The long road's sinuation

那长路的弯曲

Leads on. The witch's wine,

引诱着我们向前。女巫的酒，

Though promising nothing, seems

尽管并未承诺什么，但

In that land of no streams,

在那没有溪流的土地上，

To promise best—the unrelished anodyne.

似乎保证了最好——那未享受过的镇痛剂。