《The Expiration》约翰·但恩诗赏析

The Expiration

So, so, breake off this last lamenting kisse,

Which sucks two soules, and vapors Both away,

Turne thou ghost that way, and let mee turne this,

And let our selves benight our happiest day,

Wee aske none leave to love; nor will we owe　

Any, so cheape a death, as saying, Goe;

Goe; and if that word have not quite kil'd thee,

Ease mee with death, by bidding mee goe too.

Oh, if it have, let my word worke on mee,

And a just office on a murderer doe.　

Except it be too late, to kill me so,

Being double dead, going, and bidding, goe.