吃惊 郭沫若 译
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TERROR F.S.Flint Eyes are tired; the lamp burns, and in its circle of light papers and books lie where chance and life have placed them. Silence sings all around me; my head is bound with a band; outside in the street a few footsteps; a clock strikes the hour. I gaze, and my eyes close, slowly: I doze; but the moment before sleep, a voice calls my name in my ear, and the shock jolts my heart: but when I open my eyes, and look, first left, and then right ... no one is there. 吃惊 郭沫若 译 眼睛疲倦了， 洋灯点着， 在那光圈里面 纸张和书本瘫着 在偶然放置处， 任意狼藉着。 无声在我周围唱歌； 我的头缠着带子； 外边街道上有些脚步声； 钟在报道时辰。 我凝视，眼又闭着 慢慢地； 我打瞌睡；但快入睡时分， 有声音叫我的名字， 进了我的耳， 我吃了一惊： 但当我睁开两眼， 我先左顾而后右盼…… 没有一个人。 |
