Requiescat Matthew Arnold Strew1 on her roses, roses, And never a spray of yew2. In quiet she reposes3; Ah! Would that I did too. Her mirth the world required; She bathed it in smiles of glee. But her heart was tired, tired. And now they let her be. Her life was turning, turning; In mazes4 of heat and sound; But for peace her soul was yearning5, And now peace laps her round. Her cabin’d, ample spirit, If flutter’d and fail’d for breath; To-night it doth inherit The vasty hall of death. 安魂曲 马修·阿诺德 用玫瑰花、玫瑰花覆盖伊， 却决不要一枝紫杉！ 她安静地卧着休息： 啊，愿我也能长眠！ 世界曾需要她的欢笑； 她曾以欢欣的微笑浸润它。 但她的心是倦了、倦了， 现在他们就不打扰她。 她的生活本在转动， 转动于兴奋与喧嚣的迷境中。 但她的灵魂在渴求安宁， 而现在安宁将她包笼。 她受束缚的、丰富的精神， 它颤动，它不济----气息已荒。 今夜它确实继承 这宏大的死亡之堂。