《A Psalm of Life人生赞歌》

By Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Tell me not, in mournful numbers,
Life is but an empty dream!
For the soul is dead that slumbers,
And things are not what they seem.

Life is real! Life is earnest!
And the grave is not its goal;
Dust thou art, to dust returnest,
Was not spoken of the soul.

Not enjoyment, and not sorrow,
Is our destined end or way;
But to act, that each to-morrow
Find us farther than to-day.

Art is long, and Time is fleeting,
And our hearts, though stout and brave,
Still, like muffled drums, are beating
Funeral marches to the grave.

In the world’s broad field of battle,
In the bivouac of Life,
Be not like dumb, driven cattle!
Be a hero in the strife!

Trust no Future, howe’er pleasant!
Let the dead Past bury its dead!
Act, —act in the living Present!
Heart within, and God o’erhead!

Lives of great men all remind us
We can make our lives sublime,
And, departing, leave behind us
Footprints on the sands of time;

Footprints, that perhaps another,
Sailing o’er life’s solemn main,
A forlorn and shipwrecked brother,
Seeing, shall take heart again.

Let us, then, be up and doing,
With a heart for any fate;
Still achieving, still pursuing,
Learn to labor and to wait.

【美国诗人】亨利·沃德沃斯·朗费罗

别老对我用忧伤的曲调，
说人生不过是一场虚梦；
因沉睡的灵魂无异于死，
而所见事物常非其本相。

人生如此真实！人生如此认真！
人生的归宿绝不是坟墓；
对于灵魂，不能这么说：
“你本是尘土，仍要归于尘土”。

我们注定的结局和道路，
既不是享乐，也不是悲伤；
而是行动，是看每一个明朝
我们如何比今天走得更远。

艺术为永存，时光却易逝；
我们的心纵然坚强刚勇，
每次搏动却仍像送丧的闷鼓，
击打着节拍迈向那一抔黄土。

在世界广阔的战场上，
在人生露宿的营地里，
莫学那任人驱策的蠢牛，
要做那能征善战的英雄！

别指望未来，无论它有多美好！
也让已逝的过去，把已逝的埋藏！
行动吧，就趁活着的当下！
胸怀赤心，苍天作证！

伟人们的生命令人觅想：
我们可使一生变得崇高，
并且在时间的流沙上，
人虽去，却留下足迹。

这足迹，也许会让另一位
在人生苦海航程中不幸遇难、
孤独绝望中的兄弟看到，
而让他重新振作起来。

因此，无论面对何种命运，
都行动起来、都心有担待！
不断进取，不断追求，
学会劳作，学会等待。