Like Barley Bending by Sara Teasdale

Like Barley Bending

 

Sara Teasdale

 

Like barley bending 

In low fields by the sea, 

Singing in hard wind 

Ceaselessly; 

 

Like barley bending 

And rising again, 

So would I, unbroken, 

Rise from pain; 

 

So would I softly, 

Day long, night long, 

Change my sorrow 

Into song.

 

像大麥彎垂

 

像大麥彎垂

在海邊的低地，

風中歌聲的旋回

不停息;

 

像大麥彎垂

再挺立，

我也該， 不衰頹，

從痛中升起；

 

我也該輕柔，

整天地， 整晚地， 

把我的悲愁

寫成笙歌。