翻译：赫拉克利特

                Heraclitus
                赫拉克利特


They told me, Heraclitus, they told me you were dead;
They brought me bitter news to hear and bitter tears to shed;
I wept, as I remembered, how often you and I
Had tired the sun with talking, and sent him down the sky.

And now that thou art lying, my dear old Carian guest,
A handful of grey ashes, long, long ago at rest,
Still are thy pleasant voices, thy nightingales, awake;
For Death, he taketh all away, but them he cannot take.

        -- William Johnson Cory
他们告诉我，赫拉克利特，说你已经死去；
他们带给我悲痛的消息，让我悲痛哭泣；
依稀回忆起，我们多少次的谈论；
使太阳疲倦，直至日暮天际。

而如今你已长眠，我亲爱的卡里亚老人，
一捧灰烬，早安息于此，可你的声音，
依旧舒适，你的夜莺也已被唤醒；
死神，带走了一切，却无法带走这些。