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’T was but that instant she had left Francesco, Laughing and looking back and flying still, Her ivory tooth imprinted on his finger.
就在那一瞬間她已經(jīng)離開(kāi)弗朗西斯科，縱情大笑回首凝望，身子已在飛翔，她那象牙一般潔白的齒印印在他的手指上。
But now, alas! she was not to be found; Nor from that hour could anything be guessed, But that she was not!—Weary of his life, Francesco flew to Venice, and forthwith Flung it away in battle with the Turk.
可是現(xiàn)在，天啊！她不見(jiàn)了蹤影；從那一刻起，一切都變得難以揣測(cè)，但是她不是！——厭倦了他的生活，弗朗西斯科飛至威尼斯，即刻投入到與土耳其人的戰(zhàn)爭(zhēng)。
Orsini lived; and long was to be seen An old man wandering as in quest of something, Something he could not find—he knew not what.
奧爾西尼還活著；很久以前見(jiàn)一位老者四處游蕩，似乎在找尋什么，他沒(méi)有找到尋覓的東西，
When he was gone, the house remained a while Silent and tenantless—then went to strangers.
那幢房子風(fēng)雨飄零，無(wú)人居住——于是住進(jìn)了陌生人。
Full fifty years were past, and all forgot, When on an idle day, a day of search ’Mid the old lumber in the gallery,
五十載倥傯，皆成一場(chǎng)空，閑極無(wú)聊的一天，在畫(huà)廊在一堆舊故中找尋，
That moldering chest was noticed; and ’t was said By one as young, as thoughtless as Ginevra, "Why not remove it from its lurking place?"
于是發(fā)現(xiàn)了那腐朽的柜子；據(jù)說(shuō)是一個(gè)年輕人留下的，像吉內(nèi)烏拉那樣輕率地年輕人，“為什么不從潛伏的地方挪走呢？”
’T was done as soon as said; but on the way It burst, it fell; and lo! a skeleton, With here and there a pearl, an emerald stone, A golden clasp, clasping a shred of gold.
說(shuō)著就開(kāi)始行動(dòng)；可是它裂開(kāi)了，散了一地；瞧啊！一具骷髏，還有一串珠子，一個(gè)祖母綠，鍍金的鉤子，嵌著金片除了一只婚戒，
All else had perished, save a nuptial ring, And a small seal, her mother’s legacy, Engraven with a name, the name of both, "Ginevra."——There then had she found a grave!
別的已然腐朽，有一枚小印章，她母親的遺贈(zèng)，上面刻著名字，兩個(gè)人的名字，“吉內(nèi)烏拉。”——那里還有她發(fā)現(xiàn)的墳?zāi)梗?/div>
Within that chest had she concealed herself, Fluttering with joy, the happiest of the happy; When a spring lock, that lay in ambush there, Fastened her down forever!
她在柜子里將自己藏起，快樂(lè)得直蹦，那種高興簡(jiǎn)直沒(méi)法形容；那兒的一把彈簧鎖，將她永遠(yuǎn)鎖住！
