Day 48 第48天Ode to a Nightingale 夜鸾颂John Keats约翰·济慈My heart aches, and a drowsy numbness pains我的心在痛，困顿和麻木My sense, as though of hemlock I had drunk,刺进了感官有如饮过毒鸩Or emptied some dull opiate to the drains又像是刚把鸦片吞服One minute past, and Lethe-wards had sunk:於是向列斯忘川下沉&#39Tis not through envy of thy happy lot