《A Valediction: of the Booke》约翰·但恩诗赏析

A Valediction: of the Booke

I'll tell thee now (deare love) what thou shalt doe

To anger destiny, as she doth us,

How I shall stay, though she Esloygne me thus

And how posterity shall know it too;

How thine may out-endure　

Sybills glory, and obscure

Her who from Pindar could allure,

And her, through whose helpe Lucan is not lame,

And her, whose booke (they say) Homer did finde, and name.

Study our manuscripts, those Myriades　

Of letters, which have past twixt thee and mee,

Thence write our Annals, and in them will bee

To all whom loves subliming fire invades,

Rule and example found;

There, the faith of any ground　

No schismatique will dare to wound,

That sees, how Love this grace to us affords,

To make, to keep, to use, to be these his Records.

This Booke, as long-liv'd as the elements,

Or as the worlds forme, this all-graved tome　

In cypher writ, or new made Idiome;

Wee for loves clergie only'are instruments.

When this booke is made thus,

Should againe the ravenous

Vandals and the Goths inundate us,　

Learning were safe; in this our Universe

Schooles might learne Sciences, Spheares Musick, Angels Verse.

Here Loves Divines, (since all Divinity

Is love or wonder) may finde all they seeke,

Whether abstract spirituall love they like,　

Their Soules exhal'd with what they do not see,

Or, loth so to amuze

Faiths infirmitie, they chuse

Something which they may see and use;

For, though minde be the heaven, where love doth sit,　

Beauty a convenient type may be to figure it.

Here more then in their bookes may Lawyers finde,

Both by what titles Mistresses are ours,

And how prerogative these states devours,

Transferr'd from Love himselfe, to womankinde,　

Who though from heart, and eyes,

They exact great subsidies,

Forsake him who on them relies,

And for the cause, honour, or conscience give,

Chimeraes, vaine as they, or their prerogative.　

Here Statesmen, (or of them, they which can reade,)

May of their occupation finde the grounds:

Love and their art alike it deadly wounds,

If to consider what 'tis, one proceed,

In both they doe excell　

Who the present governe well,

Whose weaknesse none doth, or dares tell;

In this thy booke, such will their nothing see,

As in the Bible some can finde out Alchimy.

Thus vent thy thoughts; abroad I'll studie thee,　

As he removes farre off, that great heights takes;

How great love is, presence best tryall makes,

But absence tryes how long this love will bee;

To take a latitude

Sun, or starres, are fitliest view'd　

At their brightest, but to conclude

Of longitudes, what other way have wee,

But to marke when, and where the darke eclipses bee?