我生命中最好的部分已安眠，

我又为何要睁开眼？

黎明到来，带着前所未有的殷勤，

却不能将他们唤醒。

别人苏醒，起身，

走过窗下，拂动窗帘。

如果我睡得太久，甜蜜的黎明，

要记得来敲响我的门。

我看了一眼初升的太阳，

然后转向我爱的人们，

心中浮起一种隐约的盼望，

盼望和他们一样。

他们的世界里永远是黄昏，

无尽的安息日，钟声自顾敲响。

唯有平和宁静，无边无际，

让人忍不住为之叹息。

来吧，只须再选一件长袍，

只须再做一次祷告。

可是，为什么，我仍挣扎。

在此地，在当下。

I had no Cause to be awake –

My Best - was gone to sleep –

And Morn a new politeness took –

And failed to wake them up –

But called the others - clear –

And passed their Curtains by –

Sweet Morning-when I oversleep –

Knock – Recollect - to Me –

I looked at Sunrise – Once –

And then I looked at Them –

And wishfulness in me arose –

For Circumstance the same –

'Twas such an Ample Peace –

It could not hold a Sigh –

'Twas Sabbath - with the Bells divorced –

'Twas Sunset - all the Day –

So choosing but a Gown –

And taking but a Prayer –

The only Raiment I should need –

I struggled - and was There –

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