The Eagle

 
By Alfred Tennyson

 

He clasps the crag with crooked hands;

Close to the sun in lonely lands,

Ringed with the azure world, he stands.

 

The wrinkled sea beneath him crawls;

He watches from his mountain walls,

And like a thunderbolt he falls.

 

雄鹰

 

徐英才 翻译

 

他那如钩的爪子攥在峭壁上；

在那孤寂的邻近太阳的地方，

他站立在那儿，背依着穹苍。

 

大海涟漪在他脚下匍匐流淌；

从高耸的山岩上俯视着下方，

他俯冲下去，犹如霹雳一样。