My poet, thou canst touch on all the notes

到终极，那参差的音律，无一不能

God set between His After and Before,

从你的指尖弹出。你一挥手

And strike up and strike off the general roar

就打断了人世间熙熙攘攘的声浪，

Of the rushing worlds a melody that floats

奏出清音，在空气里悠然荡漾；

In a serene air purely. Antidotes

那柔和的旋律，象一剂凉药，把安慰

Of medicated music, answering for

带给痛苦的心灵。上帝派给你

Mankind's forlornest uses, thou canst pour

这一个职司，而吩咐我伺候你。

>From thence into their ears. God's will devotes

亲爱的，你打算把我怎样安排？－－

Thine to such ends, and mine to wait on thine. 

作为一个希望、给欢乐地歌唱？还是

How, Dearest,www.haiyawenxue.com wilt thou have me for most use?

缠绵的回忆、溶化入抑扬的音调？

A hope, to sing by gladly? ... or a fine

还是棕榈，还是松树－－那一树绿荫

Sad memory, with thy songs to interfuse?

让你在底下歌唱；还是一个青冢，

A shade, in which to sing ... of palm or pine?

唱倦了，你来这里躺下？请挑吧。

A grave, on which to rest from singing? .. Choose.