To Aurora（1/1）

WilliaAlexander

Oifthoukhowthouthyselfdosthar,

Anddostprejudgethybliss,andspoilyrest;

Thenthouwouldstlttheiceoutofthybreast

Andthyrelentgheartwouldkdlywar.

Oifthypridedidnotourjoysntroul,

Whatworldoflovgwondersshouldstthousee!

ForifIsawtheeoransford,

ThenthybosoIwouldpourysoul;

Thenallythoughtsshouldthyvisageshe,

Andifthataughtiscedthoushouldstnotoan

Norbeartheburthenofthygriefsalone;

No,Iwouldhaveysharewhatwerethe:

Andwhilstwethshouldakeoursorrowsone,

Thishappyharonywouldakethenone.

当我们如此将悲哀融合，

这快乐的融洽将使它们全部消失。