The more loving one

Wystan Hugh Auden

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Looking up at the stars,I know quite well

That,for all they care,I can go to hell,

But on earth indifference is the least

We have to dread from man or beast.

仰望群星时，我一清二楚，

尽管它们关怀备至，我亦有可能赴地府，

可是尘世间我们丝毫不必畏惧

人类或禽兽的那份冷漠。

How should we like it were stars to burn

With a passion for us we could not return?

If equal affection cannot be,

Let the more loving one be me.

倘若群星燃烧着关怀我们的激情，

我们却无法回报，我们作何感想？

倘若无法产生同样的感情，

让我成为更有爱心的人。

Admirer as I think I am

Of stars that do not give a damn,

I cannot,now I see them,say

I missed one terribly all day.

尽管我自视为群星的崇拜者，

它们满不在乎，

现在我看群星，我却难以启齿，

说我成天思念一颗星星。

Were all stars to disappear or die,

I should learn to look at an empty sky

And feel its total dark sublime,

Though this might take me a little time.

倘若所有的星星消失或者消亡，

我应该学会仰望空荡的天空，

同时感受天空漆黑一片的崇高，

虽然这样可能要花费一点时间。