夏之逃逸

余光中（譯）

The summer lapsed away—

Too imperceptible at last

To seem like Perfidy—

A Quietness distilled

As Twilight long begun,

Or Nature spending with herself

Sequestered Afternoon—

The Dusk drew earlier in—

The Morning foreign shone—

A courteous, yet harrowing Grace,

As Guest, that would be gone—

And thus, without a Wing

Or service of a Keel

Our Summer made her light escape

Into the Beautiful.

不知不覺地，有如憂傷，

夏日竟然就逝了，

如此地難以覺察，

簡直不像是有意潛逃。

向晚的微光很早就開始，

沉淀出一片寂靜，不然便是消瘦的四野，

將下午深深幽禁。

黃昏比往日來得更早，

清晨的光彩已陌生——

一種拘禮而惱人的風度，

像即欲離去的客人。

就像如此，也不用翅膀，

也不勞小舟相送。

我們的夏日輕逸地逃去，

沒入了美的境中。