John Donne, 对于欧洲人来说这是一位几乎与Shakespeare同名的诗人。前者以优美的赞美诗闻名，后者则是凭借他的话剧。上周有幸上了一小节英语诗文品读课，这是一首John Donne写给一个他爱的比他小40岁的女孩子的，全诗的关键词就是well-wrought urn（Urn就是花瓶的一种说法），我与Joseph探讨了在两国文化中花瓶所代表的不同含义。我们所熟悉的花瓶指的是中看不中用的女演员，陪衬，是个贬义词来的。而在英语文化中，它代表最美丽，最纯洁的象征。以下就是这首诗

中文名为-封圣

For God’s sake hold your tongue, and let me love,
    Or chide my palsy, or my gout,
My five gray hairs, or ruined fortune, flout,
    With wealth your state, your mind with arts improve,
        Take you a course, get you a place,
        Observe His Honor, or His Grace,
Or the King’s real, or his stamped face
    Contemplate; what you will, approve,
    So you will let me love.

Alas, alas, who’s injured by my love?
    What merchant’s ships have my sighs drowned?
Who says my tears have overflowed his ground?
    When did my colds a forward spring remove?
        When did the heats which my veins fill
        Add one man to the plaguy bill?
Soldiers find wars, and lawyers find out still
    Litigious men, which quarrels move,
    Though she and I do love.

Call us what you will, we are made such by love;
    Call her one, me another fly,
We’re tapers too, and at our own cost die,
    And we in us find the eagle and the dove.
        The phoenix riddle hath more wit
        By us: we two being one, are it.
So, to one neutral thing both sexes fit.
    We die and rise the same, and prove
    Mysterious by this love.

We can die by it, if not live by love,
    And if unfit for tombs and hearse
Our legend be, it will be fit for verse;
    And if no piece of chronicle we prove,
        We’ll build in sonnets pretty rooms;
As well a well-wrought urn becomes
The greatest ashes, as half-acre tombs
, And by these hymns, all shall approve
Us canonized for love:

And thus invoke us: You whom reverend love
    Made one another’s hermitage;
You, to whom love was peace, that now is rage;
    Who did the whole world’s soul contract, and drove
        Into the glasses of your eyes
        (So made such mirrors, and such spies,
That they did all to you epitomize)
    Countries, towns, courts: Beg from above
    A pattern of your love!