The Grave of ShelleyLike burnt-out torches by a sick man's bedGaunt cypress-trees stand round the sun-bleached stone;Here doth the little night-owl make her throne,And the slight lizard show his jewelled head.

And, where the chaliced poppies flame to red,In the still chamber of yon pyramidSurely some Old-World Sphinx lurks darkly hid,Grim warder of this pleasaunce of the dead.

Ah!

sweet indeed to rest within the wombOf Earth, great mother of eternal sleep,But sweeter far for thee a restless tombIn the blue cavern of an echoing deep,Or where the tall ships founder in the gloomAgainst the rocks of some wave-shattered steep.

雪莱墓仿佛病人卧榻前燃尽的火炬，苍柏在日光晒白的石头周围伫立，小小的猫头鹰在此建造了它的宝座，轻巧的蜥蜴露出宝石的头颅，而圣杯状的罂粟花彤红地燃烧，在安静的金字塔的卧室里，必定暗藏着旧世界的斯芬克斯，那监视死者之庭园的狞恶的看守。

啊！

多么甜美，安息在大地子宫里，这永恒睡眠的伟大的母亲，但在你，更甜美的是一座永不安息的坟墓，坐落在回声悠长的蓝色深渊上，或者是大船葬身之地，它们撞击那粉碎海浪的悬崖，随后消失于幽暗的迷雾。

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