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歌曲专辑：SHELLEY, P.B.: Poetry of Percy Bysshe Shelley (The) (1956)

演唱歌手：Vince Price

To a Skylark歌词

[00:00.000] 作词 : Percy Bysshe Shelley
[00:02.059]Hail to thee, blithe Spirit！
[00:03.716]Bird thou never wert，
[00:06.121]That from Heaven, or near it，
[00:08.131]Pourest thy full heart，In profuse strains of unpremeditated art.
[00:14.825]Higher still and higher，
[00:16.821]From the earth thou springest，
[00:18.427]Like a cloud of fire；
[00:20.596]The blue deep thou wingest，
[00:22.725]And singing still dost soar, and soaring ever singest.
[00:29.871]In the golden lightning，Of the sunken sun，
[00:32.762]O‘er which clouds are bright’ning，
[00:35.654]Thou dost float and run，
[00:37.086]Like an unbodied joy whose race is just begun.
[00:42.388]The pale purple even，
[00:44.142]Melts around thy flight；
[00:47.145]Like a star of Heaven，In the broad daylight，
[00:49.691]Thou art unseen,
[00:51.937]but yet I hear thy shrill delight；
[00:54.443]Keen as are the arrows，
[00:56.232]Of that silver sphere，
[00:58.266]Whose intense lamp narrows，
[00:59.927]In the white dawn clear，
[01:01.836]Until we hardly see--we feel that it is there.
[01:08.005]All the earth and air，
[01:09.582]With thy voice is loud.
[01:11.840]As，when night is bare.
[01:13.482]From one lonely cloud，
[01:15.515]The moon rains out her beams,
[01:18.153]and heaven is overflowed.
[01:21.494]What thou art we know not；
[01:24.420]What is most like thee？
[01:27.119]From rainbow clouds there flow not，
[01:29.550]Drops so bright to see，
[01:31.049]As from thy presence showers a rain of melody.
[01:36.919]Like a poet hidden，
[01:38.754]In the light of thought，
[01:40.298]Singing hymns unbidden，
[01:42.209]Till the world is wrought，
[01:43.318]To sympathy with hopes and fears it heeded not；
[01:47.503]Like a high-born maiden，
[01:49.839]In a palace tower，
[01:51.145]Soothing her love-laden，
[01:53.115]Soul in secret hour，
[01:54.544]With music sweet as love, which overflows her bower；
[02:00.317]Like a glow-worm golden，
[02:01.990]In a dell of dew，
[02:03.850]Scattering unbeholden，
[02:05.264]Its aerial hue.
[02:06.674]Among the flowers and grass, which screen it from the view:
[02:12.892]Like a rose embowered，
[02:14.558]In its own green leaves，
[02:16.877]By warm winds deflowered，
[02:18.599]Till the scent it gives，
[02:20.153]Makes faint with too much sweet these heavy-winged thieves.
[02:24.584]Sound of vernal showers，
[02:26.600]On the twinkling grass，
[02:28.612]Rain-awakened flowers，
[02:30.059]All that ever was，Joyous， and clear，and fresh，thy music doth surpass.
[02:37.667]Teach us，sprite or bird，
[02:40.537]What sweet thoughts are thine，
[02:42.753]I have never heard，
[02:44.717]Praise of love or wine，
[02:46.161]That panted forth a flood of rapture so divine.
[02:51.499]Chorus hymeneal
[02:53.288]Or triumphal chaunt，
[02:55.236]Matched with thine, would be all，
[02:58.173]But an empty vaunt，
[02:59.069]A thing wherein we feel there is some hidden want.
[03:04.178]What objects are the fountains，
[03:05.867]Of thy happy strain？
[03:07.969]What fields, or waves, or mountains？
[03:10.720]What shapes of sky or plain？
[03:12.061]What love of thine own kind？ what ignorance of pain？
[03:19.020]With thy clear keen joyance，
[03:22.203]Languor cannot be，
[03:24.158]Shadow of annoyance，
[03:25.324]Never came near thee.
[03:28.065]Thou lovest，but ne'er knew love's sad satiety.
[03:34.924]Waking or asleep，
[03:36.415]Thou of death must deem，
[03:38.287]Things more true and deep，Than we mortals dream，
[03:42.933]Or how could thy notes flow in such a crystal stream？
[03:48.012]We look before and after，
[03:50.848]And pine for what is not，
[03:52.865]Our sincerest laughter，
[03:54.412]With some pain is fraught；
[03:56.762]Our sweetest songs are those that tell of saddest thought.
[04:02.555]Yet if we could scorn，
[04:04.338]Hate ，and pride，and fear；
[04:06.639]If we were things born
[04:08.434]Not to shed a tear，
[04:09.986]I know not how thy joy we ever should come near.
[04:15.025]Better than all measures，
[04:16.109]Of delightful sound，
[04:17.324]Better than all treasures，
[04:18.546]That in books are found，
[04:20.204]Thy skill to poet were, thou scorner of the ground！
[04:27.138]Teach me half the gladness，
[04:29.524]That thy brain must know，
[04:32.032]Such harmonious madness，
[04:33.827]From my lips would flow，
[04:35.887]The world should listen then, as I am listening now！
[04:41.575]（ 江枫 译）
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