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But the Raven, sitting lonely on that placid bust, spoke only that one word, as if his soul in that one word he did outpour.
可這只獨自坐在肅穆的半身雕像上的烏鴉只吐出這一句話，仿佛它那靈魂只會傾瀉出這么一個字。
Nothing farther then he uttered, not a feather then he fluttered, till I scarcely more than muttered,
然后它便一言不發，也再抖動羽毛，直到我脫口喃言，
"Other friends have flown before — On the morrow he will leave me, as my hopes have flown before."
“其他朋友早已散去——明晨它也將離我而去，恰似我的希望了無蹤跡。”
Then the bird said, "Nevermore." startled at the stillness broken by reply so aptly spoken,
這時，這鳥兒卻道，“永不復還”。震驚于那死寂被如此巧妙的回答打破，
"Doubtless," said I, "what it utters is its only stock and store,
“毫無疑問，”我說，“這句話是它唯一的全部，
caught from some unhappy master whom unmerciful disaster followed fast and followed faster till his songs one burden bore—
從它郁郁不樂的主人那兒學來一連串，無情災禍接踵而至，一次更甚一次，直到它主人的歌中有了這個詞兒——
Till the dirges of his hope that melancholy burden bore Of 'Never—nevermore.'"
直到他希望的哀歌中有了這個憂傷的字眼‘永遠，永不復還?！?/div>
But the Raven still beguiling all my sad soul into smiling, straight I wheeled a cushioned seat in front of bird, and bust, and door;
可那只烏鴉依舊把我悲傷的靈魂哄騙得破涕為笑，我徑直拖拉著張軟椅到門口坐在半身雕像上的那只鳥跟前；
Then, upon the velvet sinking, I betook myself to linking fancy unto fancy, thinking what this ominous bird of yore.
然后，我坐在天鵝絨椅墊上，開始陷入沉思，浮想聯翩而至，猜想這遠古便存在的不祥的鳥兒緣何而至。
What this grim, ungainly, ghastly, gaunt, and ominous bird of yore meant in croaking "Nevermore."
這只猙獰可怖丑陋不堪預示不祥的古鳥何出此言，為何呱呱叫“永不復還?！?/p>
