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征服者遊戲

The Conqueror Worm

(By Edgar Allan Poe)

征服者蠕蟲

(翻譯 愛吃豆幹的小哥)

Lo! Tis a gala night

啰！這是個快樂夜晚，

Within the lonesome latter years!

在這些孤孤單單的暮年當中。

An Angel throng, bewinged, bedight

一群天使，戴着翅膀裝飾，

In veils, and drownd in tears,

蒙着面紗，熱淚漣漣。

Sit in a theatre, to see

坐在戲院，觀看

A play of hopes and fears.

一出希望與恐懼交織的戲。

While the orchestra breathes fitfully

當管弦樂隊恰到好處地吹奏出

The music of the spheres.

天體音樂。

Mimes, in the form of God on high,

小醜們，以上帝的形式居于高處，

Mutter and mumbe low,

聲音低沉，咕哝不停，

And hither and thither fly-

忽左忽右地到處飛動，

Mere puppets they, who come and go

他們隻是傀儡，來來去去，

At bidding of vast formless things

受巨大的無形力量所掌控，

That shift the scenery to and fro,

那力量會将場景瞬間變換，

Flapping out their Condor wings

突然張開它們秃鷹般的翅膀，

Invisible Wo!

就看不見了哦！

That motley dram - oh be shure

那出色彩斑斓的戲劇——确信

It shall not be forgot!

将不會被遺忘。

With it′s phantom cheased for evermore,

它的幻影被不停地追逐，

By a crowd that seize it not,

但人們無法捕捉到，

Through a circle that ever returneth in

繞着圈地兜來轉去，

The self-same spot,

又回到同一個原點

And much of Madness, and more of Sin

罪孽之大，瘋愚之深，

And Horror the soul of the plot.

恐懼是情節的靈魂。

But see, amid the mimic rout

看吧，在虛拟的潰敗中，

A crawling shape intrude!

一個爬行物入侵了，

A blood-red thing that writhes from out

一個血紅的東西扭動着出來了，

The scenic solitude!

從舞台偏僻的角落。

It writhes!--It writhes!--with mortal pangs

它扭動，扭動，随着一聲哀嚎，

The mimic become it′s food,

小醜被它吃掉了，

And the angels sob ar virmin fangs

座上天使們泣不成聲，金剛毒牙

In human gore imbued.

人血淋漓。

Out-out are the lights-out all!

熄滅！燈在熄滅！全滅了！

And, over each quevering form,

同時，作為補償形式，

The curtain, the funeral pall, 幕布，那棺材罩，

Comes down with the rush of a storm,

暴風雨般陡然落下，

And the angels, all palid and wan,

天使們，神色蒼白而迷茫，

Uprising, unveiling, affirm

紛紛起身，摘下面紗，确認，

And the play is the tragedy, “Man”;

這是一出悲劇，關于“人”，

And it′s hero is the Conqueror Worm.

但主角是征服者蠕蟲。

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