Solitude
Laugh, and the world laughs with you;
Weep, and you weep alone;
For the sad old earth must borrow its mirth,
But has trouble enough of its own.
Sing, and the hills will answer;
Sigh, it is lost on the air;
The echoes bound to a joyful sound,
But shrink from voicing care.
Rejoice, and men will seek you;
Grieve, and they turn and go;
They want full measure of all your pleasure,
But they do not need your woe.
Be glad, and your friends are many;
Be sad, and you lose them all,—
There are none to decline your nectared wine,
But alone you must drink life’s gall.
Feast, and your halls are crowded;
Fast, and the world goes by.
Succeed and give, and it helps you live,
But no man can help you die.
There is room in the halls of pleasure
For a large and lordly train,
But one by one we must all file on
Through the narrow aisles of pain.
孤独
埃拉·惠勒·威尔科克斯
笑，世界与你同笑；
哭，你独自哭泣；
因为悲伤的尘世必须借用它的欢乐，
但它自身的烦恼已经够多了。
歌唱，群山将回应；
叹息，它消逝在空中；
回声必然是欢乐的声音，
却不愿表达忧虑。
欢喜，人们会来寻找你；
悲伤，他们转身离去；
他们渴望你所有的快乐，
但他们不需要你的悲伤。
快乐，你的朋友众多；
悲伤，你将失去所有，——
无人拒绝你甘露的美酒，
你只能独自饮下人生的苦果。
盛宴，你的大厅拥挤不堪；
禁食，世界匆匆而过。
成功和付出，它帮助你生存，
但无人能帮助你死亡。
快乐的殿堂里，
可以容纳一列高贵的列车，
但我们必须一个接一个地
列队前行，
穿过痛苦的狭窄通道。
