天真与经验之歌:第41篇 一个小男孩的迷失
A Little Boy Lost
一个小男孩的迷失
‘Nought loves another as itself,
没有人爱别人像爱他自己，
Nor venerates another so,
也不会尊敬别人像对自己那样，
Nor is it possible to thought
一个思想不可能去理解
A greater than itself to know.
另一个比它本身更伟大的思想；
‘And, father, how can I love you
天父啊，我怎么能对你，
Or any of my brothers more?
或对任何我的兄弟爱得更深？
I love you like the little bird
我爱你只能像那只小鸟儿，
That picks up crumbs around the door.’
在门边上把面包屑啄个不停。
The Priest sat by and heard the child;
坐在一旁的牧师听到孩子的话，
In trembling zeal he seized his hair,
激动得直抖，抓住他的头发：
And led him by his little coat,
他拉着他的小衣裳、把他带走；
And all admired his priestly care.
牧师的这份操心可让人人夸。
And standing on the altar high,
高高地站在圣坛上，他开口说：
‘Lo, what a fiend is here!’ said he:
瞧，这儿是个什么样的恶魔！
‘One who sets reason up for judge
他竟敢批评我们最神圣的教义，
Of our most holy mystery.’
妄加推论全是一派胡说。
The weeping child could not be heard,
孩子的哭泣谁也听不见，
The weeping parents wept in vain:
哭泣的父母白白地哭泣：
They stripped him to his little shirt,
他们剥光他只剩一件小衬衫，
And bound him in an iron chain,
用一条铁链把他紧紧锁起。
And burned him in a holy place
便把他在神圣的场所烧死，
Where many had been burned before;
以前那里也烧死过不少人：
The weeping parents wept in vain.
哭泣的父母白白地哭泣，
Are such things done on Albion’s shore?
这类事情是在不列颠海岸发生。