哀嚎

类别:人性

李尔王抱着死去的考狄利娅痛哭哀嚎,在失去至亲的绝望中痛悟真爱的可贵与残酷。

时长 49 秒 · 语速 163 wpm

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But they were too late. 但他们还是迟了一步。

Lear came staggering in, carrying Cordelia's body in his arms. 李尔抱着考狄利娅的遗体,踉踉跄跄地走了进来。

"Howl, howl, howl, howl! “嚎哭吧,哭吧,哭吧,哭吧!

O, you are men of stones! 哦,你们的心难道都是石头做的吗!

She's gone forever." 她永远不在了。”

He held a feather to her lips, desperately watching for any movement. 他把一根羽毛凑到她唇边,拼命盯着看有没有一丝动静。

"This feather stirs; she lives!" “羽毛动了,她还活着!”

But it didn't. 但羽毛根本没动。

He had killed the man who hanged her, 他杀了吊死她的那个恶徒,

he said, but too late. 他喃喃说着,可一切都太晚了。

Kent knelt and revealed himself at last, but Lear barely noticed. 肯特跪下身,终于表明了身份,但李尔几乎没注意到。

All he could see was his daughter. 他的眼里只有自己的女儿。

"Her voice was ever soft, gentle, “她的声音总是那么轻柔、温和,

and low, an excellent thing in woman." 说话低声细语的,这在女人身上是多么难得的美德。”

Grief doesn't care who was right; it only knows who is gone. 悲伤才不管谁对谁错,它只知道谁已经不在了。

The king who had once demanded to hear how much he was loved now knelt beside the one person who had truly loved him, 这位曾经非要听别人说有多爱自己的国王,如今跪在了唯一真正深爱他的人身旁,

and never needed to say it. 而那个人,甚至从不需要把爱挂在嘴边。