更真切的愛人

The More Loving One (1957) by W. H. Auden Looking up at the stars, I know quite well That, for all they care, I can go to hell, But on earth indifference is the least We have to dread from man or beast.

How should we like it were stars to burn With a passion for us we could not return? If equal affection cannot be, Let the more loving one be me.

Admirer as I think I am Of stars that do not give a damn, I cannot, now I see them, say I missed one terribly all day.

Were all stars to disappear or die, I should learn to look at an empty sky And feel its total dark sublime, Though this might take me a little time. 更真切的愛人（一九五七）／奧登 仰觀群星，我深知 他們毫不在乎，即便我立馬去死， 但在人間，無所謂不過是最輕微 我們對他人或獸懷藏的怖畏。 該如何是好，要是群星一朝 鍾情我等，我等卻無以為報？ 若是終不能兩情相悅， 還是讓我的愛更真切。 即便以愛慕者自矜 對那不屑一顧的群星， 我也不敢當面誇稱 為其一終日勞煩傷神。 而要是群星統統消亡， 我便得試著就蒼穹仰望， 品味那全然幽暗的壯美， 即便得花上些時間領會。