W. B. Yeats - Presences 汉译

This night has been so strange that it seemed  

As if the hair stood up on my head.  

From going-down of the sun I have dreamed  

That women laughing, or timid or wild,  

In rustle of lace or silken stuff,     

Climbed up my creaking stair. They had read  

All I had rhymed of that monstrous thing  

Returned and yet unrequited love.  

They stood in the door and stood between  

My great wood lectern and the fire 

Till I could hear their hearts beating:  

One is a harlot, and one a child  

That never looked upon man with desire,  

And one it may be a queen.

幽灵

威廉·巴特勒·叶芝

今夜一直很异常，以至于

我的头发都仿佛直竖了起来。

从日落时分起我一直在梦想

女人们大笑着，或羞怯或狂野，

在花边或丝织品的窸窣声里

登上我嘎吱响的楼梯。她们读过

我描写那鬼怪似的东西

归还但无回报的爱情——的一切。

她们伫立在门口，伫立在

我的大木台架和炉火之间

直到我听得见她们的心跳声：

一个是娼妓，一个是从未

含情脉脉地看过男人的孩子，

还有一个，可能是，女王。