"Spain1937"《西班牙：1937》(3)

 The construction of railways in the colonial desert;
 Yesterday the classic lecture
 On the origin of Mankind. But to-day the struggle.
Yesterday the belief in the absolute value of Greek;
 The fall of the curtain upon the death of a hero;
 Yesterday the prayer to the sunset
 And the adoration of madmen. But to-day the struggle.
As the poet whispers, startled among the pines

 Or, where the loose waterfall sings, compact, or upright
 On the crag by the leaning tower:
 "O my vision. O send me the luck of the sailor.
And the investigator peers through his instruments
 At the inhuman provinces, the virile bacillus
 Or enormous Jupiter finished:
 "But the lives of my friends. I inquire, inquire."
And the poor in their fireless lodgings dropping the sheets