O Captain!

My Captain!

　　啊，船长!

我的船长!

　　Walt Whitman (瓦尔特.

惠特曼)　　O Captain!

My Captain!

Our fearful trip is done,　　啊!

般长!

我的船长!

可怕的航程已完成;　　The ship has weather'd every rack, the prize we sought is won,　　这船历尽风险，企求的目标已达成。

　　The port is near, the bells I hear, the people all exulting,　　港口在望，钟声响，人们在欢欣。

　　While follow eyes the steady keel, the vessel grim and daring;　　千万双眼睛注视着船——平稳，勇敢，坚定。

　　But O heart!

heart!

heart!

　　但是痛心啊!

痛心!

痛心!

　　O the bleeding drops of red!

　　瞧一滴滴鲜红的血!

　　Where on the deck my Captain lies,　　甲板上躺着我的船长，　　Fallen cold and dead.

　　他倒下去，冰冷，永别。

　　O Captain!

my Captain!

rise up and hear the bells;　　啊，船长!

我的船长!

起来吧，倾听钟声;　　Rise up -for you the flag is flung -for you the bugle trills,　　起来吧，号角为您长鸣，旌旗为您高悬：　　For you bouquets and ribbon'd wreaths-for you the shores crowding,　　迎接您，多少花束花圈——候着您，千万人峰拥岸边;　　For you they call, the swaying mass, their eager faces turing;　　他们向您高呼，拥来挤去，仰起殷切的脸;　　Here, Captain!

dear father!

　　啊，船长!

亲爱的父亲!

　　This arm beneath your head;　　我的手臂托着您的头!

　　It is some dream that on the deck　　莫非是一场梦：在甲板上　　You 've fallen cold and dead.

　　您倒下去，冰冷，永别。

　　My Captain does not answer, his lips are pale and still,　　我的船长不作声，嘴唇惨白，毫不动弹;　　My father does not feel my arm , he has no pulse nor will;　　我的父亲没感到我的手臂，没有脉搏，没有遗言;　　The ship is anchor'd safe and sound, its voyage closed and done;　　船舶抛锚停下，平安抵达;船程终了;　　From fearful trip the victor ship comes in with object won;　　历经难险返航，夺得胜利目标。

　　Exult, O shores!

and ring, O bells!

　　啊，岸上钟声齐鸣，啊，人们一片欢腾!

　　But I,with mourful tread,　　但是，我在甲板上，在船长身旁，　　Walk the deck my captain lies,　　心悲切，步履沉重;　　Fallen cold and dead.

　　因为他倒下去，冰冷，永别。

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