一個星期
[英]托馬斯·哈代
星一那晚上我關上了我的門，
心想你滿不是我心裏的人，
此後見不見麵都不關要緊。
到了星期二那晚上我又想到
你的思想，你的心腸，你的麵貌，
到底不比得平常，有點兒妙。
星三那晚上我又想起了你，
想你我要合成一體總是不易，
就說機會又叫你我湊在一起。
星四中午我思想又換了樣；
我還是喜歡你，我倆正不妨
親近的住著，管它是短是長。
星五那天我感到一陣心震，
當我望著你住的那個鄉村，
說來你還是我親愛的，我自認。
A Week
Thomas Hardy
ON Monday night I y door, And thought you were not as heretofore, And little cared if we met no more.
I emed on Tuesday night to trabsp;Something beyond mere onplabsp;In your ideas, a, and fabsp;
On Wednesday I did not opine Your life would ever be oh mine, Though if it were we should well bine.
On Thursday noon I liked you well, And fondly felt that we must dwell Not far apart, whatever befell.
On Friday it was with a thrill In gazing towards your distant vill I owned you were my dear oill.
到了星期六你充滿了我的思想，
整個的你在我的心裏發亮，
女性的美哪樣不在你的身上?
像是隻順風的海鷗向著海飛，
星期天那晚我簡直的發了迷，
還做什麼人這輩子要沒有你!
I saw you wholly to my mind On Saturday even one who shrined All that was best of womankind.
As wing-clipt a-gull for the a On Sunday night I longed for thee, Without whom life were waste to me !