宾·以斯拉博士(3)

Mine be some figured flame which blends, transcends them all!" 愿我的光焰如火 让它们黯然！
Not for such hopes and fears 此般的奢望或恐惧
Annulling youth's brief years, 并不能消减爱情的信仰
Do I remonstrate: folly wide the mark! 我高呼——你们错了

Rather I prize the doubt 怀疑本身才是毒品
Low kinds exist without, 怀疑是无所不在的风
Finished and finite clods, untroubled by a spark. 怀疑是冰冷的岩土
Poor vaunt of life indeed, 推开天真和想象
Were man but formed to feed 生活迎面而来