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拜伦和济慈的纷争我不太清楚。但济慈确实写过一首十四行给拜伦,诗里尽是对拜伦的赞叹和惋惜。我抄写在这里。
To Lord Byron
Byron, how sweetly sad thy melody,
Attuning still the soul to tenderness,
As if soft Pity with unusual stress
Had touch'd her plaintive lute; and thou, being by,
Hadst caught the tones, nor suffered them to die.
O'ershading sorrow doth not make thee less
Delightful: thou thy griefs doet dress
With a bright halo, shining beamily;
As when a cloud a golden moon doth veil,
Its sides are tinged with a resplendent glow,
Through the dark robe oft amber rays prevail,
And like fair veins in sable marble glow.
Still warble, dying swan, - still tell the tale,
The enchanting tale - the tale of pleasing woe. 1914
Byron后来在The Isles of Greece写道,There, swanlike, let me sing and die. |
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