一个属于云彩，湖泊，急湍，
He of the cloud, the cataract, the lake,
精神抖擞，在赫尔韦林山巅，
Who on Helvellyn's summit, wide awake,
从天使的翅膀取得常新的力量；
Catches his freshness from Archangel's wing;
一个属于玫瑰，紫罗兰，春光，
He of the rose, the violet, the spring,
友好地微笑，为自由而身系铁链，
The social smile, the chain for freedom's sake;
看啊 ！他如此坚定，决不采选
And lo!—whose steadfastness would never take
一声低于拉斐尔耳语的音响。
A meaner sound than Raphael's whispering.
还有另一些灵魂站在一旁，
And other spirits there are standing apart
站在属于未来的时代的额前；
Upon the forehead of the age to come;
他们会赋予世人另一颗心脏，
These, these will give the world another heart
另一 种脉搏。你们难道没听见
And other pulses. Hear ye not the hum
人间市场上大声的嘈杂喧嚷？
Of mighty workings?—
普天下各族呵，听听吧，不必开言。
Listen awhile, ye nations, and be dumb.