O Captain!My Captain!

　　啊，船長!我的船長!

　　Walt Whitman (瓦爾特.惠特曼)

　　O Captain!My Captain!Our fearful trip is done,

　　啊!般長!我的船長!可怕的航程已完成;

　　The ship has weather'd every rack, the prize we sought is won,

　　這船歷盡風(fēng)險(xiǎn)，企求的目標(biāo)已達(dá)成。

　　The port is near, the bells I hear, the people all exulting,

　　港口在望，鐘聲響，人們在歡欣。

　　While follow eyes the steady keel, the vessel grim and daring;

　　千萬雙眼睛注視著船——平穩(wěn)，勇敢，堅(jiān)定。

　　But O heart!heart!heart!

　　但是痛心啊!痛心!痛心!

　　O the bleeding drops of red!

　　瞧一滴滴鮮紅的血!

　　Where on the deck my Captain lies,

　　甲板上躺著我的船長，

　　Fallen cold and dead.

　　他倒下去，冰冷，永別。

　　O Captain! my Captain!rise up and hear the bells;

　　啊，船長!我的船長!起來吧，傾聽鐘聲;

　　Rise up -for you the flag is flung -for you the bugle trills,

　　起來吧，號角為您長鳴，旌旗為您高懸：

　　For you bouquets and ribbon'd wreaths-for you the shores crowding,

　　迎接您，多少花束花圈——候著您，千萬人峰擁岸邊;

　　For you they call, the swaying mass, their eager faces turing;

　　他們向您高呼，擁來擠去，仰起殷切的臉;

　　Here, Captain!dear father!

　　啊，船長!親愛的父親!

　　This arm beneath your head;

　　我的手臂托著您的頭!

　　It is some dream that on the deck

　　莫非是一場夢：在甲板上

　　You 've fallen cold and dead.

　　您倒下去，冰冷，永別。

　　My Captain does not answer, his lips are pale and still,

　　我的船長不作聲，嘴唇慘白，毫不動彈;

　　My father does not feel my arm , he has no pulse nor will;

　　我的父親沒感到我的手臂，沒有脈搏，沒有遺言;

　　The ship is anchor'd safe and sound, its voyage closed and done;

　　船舶拋錨停下，平安抵達(dá);船程終了;

　　From fearful trip the victor ship comes in with object won;

　　歷經(jīng)難險(xiǎn)返航，奪得勝利目標(biāo)。

　　Exult, O shores!and ring, O bells!

　　啊，岸上鐘聲齊鳴，啊，人們一片歡騰!

　　But I,with mourful tread,

　　但是，我在甲板上，在船長身旁，

　　Walk the deck my captain lies,

　　心悲切，步履沉重;

　　Fallen cold and dead.

　　因?yàn)樗瓜氯?，冰冷，永別。