Once in Persia reigned a king, 一旦在波斯统治国王，

Who upon his signet ring 在他的图章戒指谁

Graved a maxim true and wise, 刻着一句格言真正的和明智的，

Which, if held before his eyes, 其中，如果在他眼前举行

Gave him counsel at a glance 给了他的律师一目了然

Fit for every change and chance. 适用于每一个变化和机会。

Solemn words, and these are they, 庄严的话语，而这些都是他们，

"Even this shall pass away." “即使这要废去。 ”

   

Trains of camels through the sand 骆驼穿过砂列车

Brought him gems from Samarcand; 给他带来了宝石从Samarcand ;

Fleets of galleys through the seas 厨房通过海洋船队

Brought him pearls to match with these; 给他带来了珍珠，以配合这些;

But he counted not his gain 但他数不是他的增益

Treasures of the mine or main; 矿井或主珍宝;

"What is wealth?" the king would say; “什么是财富？ ”王会说;

"Even this shall pass away." “即使这要废去。 ”

   

'Mid the revels of his court, 中他在球场上的狂欢，

At the zenith of his sport, 在他的运动的顶峰，

When the palms of all his guests 当他的所有客人的手掌

Burned with clapping at his jests, 燃烧着鼓掌，在他的俏皮话，

He, amid his figs and wine, 他，他之中无花果和酒，

Cried, "O loving friends of mine; 叫道：“啊，爱我的朋友;

Pleasures come, but not to stay, 乐趣来的，但不要停留，

'Even this shall pass away." “即使这要废去。 ”

   

Lady, fairest ever seen, 夫人，最公平见过，

Was the bride he crowned his queen. 是他加冕他的王后新娘。

Pillowed on his marriage bed, 枕在他的婚床上，

Softly to his soul he said: 轻声对他的灵魂，他说：

"Though no bridegroom ever pressed “虽然没有新郎压过

Fairer bosom to his breast, 更公平的怀里放在自己的胸前，

Mortal flesh must come to clay 凡人肉身一定要来土

Even this shall pass away." 即使这要废去。 “

   

Fighting on a furious field, 战斗在激烈的领域，

Once a javelin pierced his shield; 一旦标枪刺穿了他的盾牌;

Soldiers, with a loud lament, 士兵，随着一声悲鸣，

Bore him bleeding to his tent. 他生了流血到他的帐篷。

Groaning from his tortured side, 从他的折磨一边呻吟，

"Pain is hard to bear," he cried; “疼痛是难以忍受的，”他哭了;

"But with patience, day by day, “但是，有耐心，一天一天，

Even this shall pass away." 即使这要废去。 “

   

Towering in the public square, 高耸的公共广场，

Twenty cubits in the air, 空气中的二十肘，

Rose his statue, carved in stone. 罗斯他的塑像，刻在石头上。

Then the king, disguised, unknown, 于是王，伪装的，未知的，

Stood before his sculptured name, 他的雕塑的名字​​前站，

Musing meekly: "What is fame? 温顺地沉思： “那是什么名声？

Fame is but a slow decay, 名誉不过是一个缓慢的衰退，

Even this shall pass away." 即使这要废去。 “

   

Struck with palsy, sore and old, 灵机一动，麻痹，疼痛，老，

Waiting at the Gates of Gold, 守候在黄金之门，

Said he with his dying breath, 他说，他的临终，

"Life is done, but what is Death?" “人生做，但什么是死亡？ ”

Then, in answer to the king, 随后，在回答国王，

Fell a sunbeam on his ring, 摔了阳光在他的戒指，

Showing by a heavenly ray, 显示了一个天堂般的光芒，

"Even this shall pass away." “即使这要废去。 ”