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by Walt Whitman
译者:pksunking
我聆听一位渊博的天文学家讲演
看着一行行证明与数据陈列在眼前
那些表格与图示,被展示,被测量,被乘除加减
我坐在那里,聆听天文学家的讲演,房间里掌声一片
不知怎么,没过多久,我就感到恶心与厌倦
我起身,悄悄地,溜了出去
融进那神秘潮湿的夜晚空气
一次次抬起头
仰望那星空完美的静谧
WHEN I heard the learn'd astronomer;

When the proofs, the figures, were ranged in columns before me;

When I was shown the charts and the diagrams, to add, divide, and measure them;

When I, sitting, heard the astronomer, where he lectured with much applause in the lecture-room,

How soon, unaccountable, I became tired and sick;

Till rising and gliding out, I wander'd off by myself,

In the mystical moist night-air, and from time to time, 

Look'd up in perfect silence at the stars. |
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