Poetry is a sword of lightning, ever unsheathed, which consumes the scabbard that would contain it.

  • -- Percy Bysshe Shelley 珀西·比西·雪莱

诗是一把永不拔出鞘的闪电之剑,它吞掉了装它的鞘。

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Solitude, though it may be silent as light, is like light, the mightiest of agencies; for solitude is essential to man. All men come into this world alone and leave it alone.

孤独,虽然像光一样沉默,却像光一样,是最强大的中介;因为独处对人是必不可少的。所有的人都是独自来到这个世界上,然后离开它。

For my part, if I consider poetry as an object, I maintain that it is born of the necessity of adding a vocal sound (speech) to the hammering of the first tribal music.

就我个人而言,如果我把诗歌看作一个对象,我认为它的产生是由于在最初的部落音乐的敲打中加入一种声音(演说)的必要性。

The sword is very handsome. I am too old and infirm, as you see, to ever use a sword again, but I am glad that my old mother state has not entirely forgotten me.

这把剑很漂亮。你看,我年纪太大,身体又虚弱,再也不能用剑了,但是我很高兴我的老母国没有完全忘记我。

Without anger there is no enemy… When hatred consumes us we perceive enemies everywhere.

没有愤怒就没有敌人……当仇恨吞噬我们时,我们发现敌人无处不在。

Like sunlight under their skins, they want to be loved from the poem.

就像他们皮肤下的阳光,他们想从诗中得到爱。

Careless rat chewing on a cat's tail: beware lightning!

粗心的老鼠咬着猫的尾巴:当心闪电!

One sword keeps another in its scabbard.

一把剑的鞘里藏着另一把剑。