再别康桥英文稿再别康桥英文稿 Goodbye Again, Cambridge! I leave softly, gently, Exactly as I came.I wave to the western sky,Telling it goodbye softly, gently. The golden willow at the river edge Is the setting sun‘s bride.Her quivering reflectionStays fixed in my mind. Green grass on the bank Dances on a watery floorIn bright reflection.I wish myself a bit of waterweedVibrating to the ripple.Of the River Cam. That creek in the shade of the great elms Is not a creek but a shattered rainbow,Printed on the waterAnd inlaid with duckweed,It is my lost dream. Hunting a dream? Wielding a long punting poleI get my boat into green water,Into still greener grass.In a flood of starlightOn a river of silver and diamondI sing to my heart‘s content. But now, no, I cannot sing With farewell in my heart.Farewells must be quiet, mute,Even the summer insects are silent,Knowing I am leaving.The Cambridge night is soundless. I leave quietly As I came quietly.I am leavingWithout taking so muchAs absp; piece of cloud.But with a quick jerk of my sleaveI wave goodbye.
