【搬运】洛老的十四行诗(17)

狂热的光线涌射进来，跳舞的人群蜂拥而至：
那是由蹒跚的死者举行的疯狂而无声的狂欢——
而那些尸体没有一具还有着头颅或者双手！
IX. The Courtyard
It was the city I had known before;
The ancient, leprous town where mongrel throngs
Chant to strange gods, and beat unhallowed gongs
In crypts beneath foul alleys near the shore.

The rotting, fish-eyed houses leered at me
From where they leaned, drunk and half-animate,
As edging through the filth I passed the gate
To the black courtyard where the man would be.
The dark walls closed me in, and loud I cursed
That ever I had come to such a den,