英语诗歌:暴君墓志铭
Epitaph on a Tyrant
Wystan Hugh Auden
Perfection， of a kind， was what he was after，
And the poetry he invented was easy to understand；
He knew human folly like the back of his hand，
And was greatly interested in armies and fleets；
When he laughed， respectable senators burst with laughter，
And when he cried the little children died in the streets。
暴君墓志铭
威斯坦·休·奥登
完美无缺的.美梦任由他追求，
简单易懂的诗歌但凭他编造；
愚弄世人是每天烂熟的把戏，
动用武力是毕生最大的嗜好；
显赫的僚属会陪他笑逐颜开，
街头的儿童总死于他的呼叫。
