W. B. Yeats - Church and State 汉译

Here is fresh matter, poet,

Matter for old age meet;

Might of the Church and the State,

Their mobs put under their feet.

O but heart's wine shall run pure,

Mind's bread grow sweet.

That were a cowardly song,

Wander in dreams no more;

What if the Church and the State

Are the mob that howls at the door!

Wine shall run thick to the end,

Bread taste sour.

教会与国家

威廉·巴特勒·叶芝

这里是新鲜的题材，诗人，

适合老年的题材：

教会与国家的权力

被它们的暴民扔在脚下踩。

呵，可是心的酒浆将变纯净，

智的面包将变甜蜜。

那要是一首怯懦的歌，

就不要再在梦中留连；

假如教会和国家是

在门口咆哮的暴民怎么办！

酒浆将变稠至终，

面包将变酸。

（1934年8月）