He Fumbles at Your Soul by Emily Dickinson

"He Fumbles at Your Soul"<br>by Emily Dickinson<br><br>He fumbles at your Soul<br>As Players at the Keys -<br>Before they drop full Music on -<br>He stuns you by Degrees -<br><br>Prepares your brittle nature<br>For the ethereal Blow<br>By fainter Hammers - further heard -<br>Then nearer - Then so - slow -<br><br>Your Breath - has time to straighten -<br>Your Brain - to bubble Cool -<br>Deals One - imperial Thunderbolt -<br>That scalps your naked Soul -<br><br>When Winds take Forests in the Paws -<br>The Universe - is still -<br><br>他用手指摸索你的灵魂 <br>　　　像琴师抚弄琴键 <br>　　　然后，正式奏乐—— <br>　　　他使你逐渐晕眩—— <br>　　　使你脆弱的心灵准备好 <br>　　　迎接那神奇的一击—— <br>　　　以隐约的敲叩，由远而近—— <br>　　　然后，十分徐缓，容你 <br>　　　有时间舒一口气—— <br>　　　你的头脑，泛起清凉的泡— <br>　　　再发出，庄严的，一声，霹雳—— <br>　　　把你赤裸的灵魂的外衣，剥掉—— <br><br>　　　巨风的指掌抱握住森林—— <br>　　　整个宇宙，一片宁静—— <br><br>江枫 译 <br>