大海今夕寧靜安詳。

潮汐滿溢，皎月清輝

灑落海峽上；——法蘭西堤岸燈光

閃爍熄滅；英格蘭懸崖兀立

燁其光，靜謐海灣遼遠蒼茫。

走來窗前，夜穹馨香!

唯聞,一排長長海浪拍岸，

蒼白月色大地與海交響，

聽! 你聽那刺耳轟鳴，

浪花飛濺拋擲鵝卵石灘上,

巨浪回潮，又衝向高岸,

湧來，停息，循環往複,

節奏徐徐顫栗，蘊傳

悲哀之永恆音符。

古之索福克勒斯

於愛琴海嘗聆聽之, 襲來

濁浪起伏流入其腦海

乃人間苦難悲劇；吾輩

亦在此潮汐聲中尋思,

遙聞北海聽聞知。

信仰之海洋

亦曾滿溢圍繞地球海岸

似明亮腰帶收褶捲起。

而今吾聞之

彼憂鬱、悠長、退縮咆哮，

漸漸退卻, 隨呼嘯

黑夜寒風, 吹襲陰沉廣袤地緣

塵世裸露一片鵝卵石灘。

啊，親愛的，讓我們彼此

真誠相待！因這世界

在我們面前象一片夢幻之地，

如此多彩，美麗，如此新奇，

實際上它既無歡樂，亦無愛，無光，

亦無篤信，和平，苦難之慰籍；

人生在世猶苟活黑暗平原，

被動亂紛爭逃亡警報席捲，

無知軍隊衝突在那暗夜間。

Dover Beach

BY MATTHEW ARNOLD

The sea is calm tonight.

The tide is full, the moon lies fair

Upon the straits; on the French coast the light

Gleams and is gone; the cliffs of England stand,

Glimmering and vast, out in the tranquil bay.

Come to the window, sweet is the night-air!

Only, from the long line of spray

Where the sea meets the moon-blanched land,

Listen! you hear the grating roar

Of pebbles which the waves draw back, and fling,

At their return, up the high strand,

Begin, and cease, and then again begin,

With tremulous cadence slow, and bring

The eternal note of sadness in.

Sophocles long ago

Heard it on the Ægean, and it brought

Into his mind the turbid ebb and flow

Of human misery; we

Find also in the sound a thought,

Hearing it by this distant northern sea.

The Sea of Faith

Was once, too, at the full, and round earth’s shore

Lay like the folds of a bright girdle furled.

But now I only hear

Its melancholy, long, withdrawing roar,

Retreating, to the breath

Of the night-wind, down the vast edges drear

And naked shingles of the world.

Ah, love, let us be true

To one another! for the world, which seems

To lie before us like a land of dreams,

So various, so beautiful, so new,

Hath really neither joy, nor love, nor light,

Nor certitude, nor peace, nor help for pain;

And we are here as on a darkling plain

Swept with confused alarms of struggle and flight,

Where ignorant armies clash by night.