W. B. Yeats - Death 汉译

Nor dread nor hope attend

A dying animal;

A man awaits his end

Dreading and hoping all;

Many times he died,

Many times rose again.

A great man in his pride

Confronting murderous men

Casts derision upon

Supersession of breath;

He knows death to the bone -

Man has created death.

死

威廉·巴特勒·叶芝

垂死的野兽不知

恐惧或希望；

临终的人却满怀

希冀和恐慌；

多少次他死去，

多少次又复活。

一个伟大的人物

壮年面对杀人者，

把轻蔑投向

呼吸的交替；

他深知死亡

人类创造了死。