一次失约

A Broken Appointment

by Thomas Hardy

You did not come,

And marching Time drew on, and wore me numb.

Yet less for loss of your dear presence there

Than that I thus found lacking in your make

That high compassion which can overbear

Reluctance for pure lovingkindness‘ sake

Grieved I, when, as the hope-hour stroked its sum，

You did not come.

You love me not.

And love alone can lend you loyalty:

——I know and knew it. But, unto the store

Of human deeds divine in all but name，

Was it not worth a little hour or more

To add yet this: Once you, a woman, came

To soothe a time-torn man; even though it be

You love me not.

托馬斯·哈代

你沒有來，

而時光卻沙沙地流去，使我發呆。

倒不是惋惜失掉了相見的甜蜜，

是因爲我由此看出你的天性，

缺乏那種最高的憐憫——盡管不樂意，

出于純粹的仁慈也能成全别人，

當指盼的鍾點敲過，你沒有來，

我感到悲哀。

你并不愛我，

而隻有愛情才能使你忠誠于我；

——我明白，早就明白。但費一兩小時，

使除名義外全然聖潔的人類行爲，

又爲何不增添一件好事：

你，作爲一個女人，曾一度撫慰，

一個爲時光折磨的男人，即便說，

你并不愛我。