A short, dumpy, melancholy1 little Belgian
And a very fine old violin….
An inconsequential small Belgian
Wearing a discouraged bit of mustache,
American "store" clothes that didn't fit,
Cheap American shoes, shined but shapeless….
(And yet he had often played in high honor
Before great audiences in Belgium;
But that was before Hell's lid was lifted
Somewhere in the North of Germany—
May it be clamped down, hard, before long!)
So this shabby, fat, discouraged oldish Belgian
(Too old and fat for military service),
And his very old beautiful violin,
(Borrowed—he'd lost his better one to his conquerors2),
Appeared before a dubious3 tag-end of an audience
In a music hall built in the woods
Near an American summer resort,
And played a dozen selections for forty-five dollars.
Then we learned why he had often played in high honor
Before great audiences in Belgium;
And why his king and his country
Had given him the honors he still wore,
The riches recently taken away
By his conquerors.
Then we saw what manner of man he was,
How that his soul was finely clad, upright,
Nobly statured, crowned with Apollo's bays.
Then we knew, when he played Tartini's sonata4 for violin,
That Belgium would own once more
Its little place in the sun.
For the old Italian master might have written that sonata
With the devastated5 Belgium of these days in mind.
First, streaming from beneath the Belgian's sentient6 bow,
The music told of peace and common things,
With some bickering7, some trivialities,
But much melody and deep harmony underneath8.
The third movement, affetuoso, awoke to ruin—
To ruin too sudden and complete.
Too bloody9 and bestial10 and cruel
And thorough and filthy11 and Prussian
To be more than wailed12 over softly.
There was a stabbed child
Lying in the mud beneath a half-burned house,
Beside the naked corpse13 of its mother,
The mutilated bodies of its old grandfather,
And young sister;
And the child cried faintly, and moaned,
And cried again….
And then was silent.
A while after, from far away,
Rose dull outcries, trampling14 feet,
Voices indomitable—
Retreating, returning, joined by others, dying, reviving,
Always indomitable.
And still others joined those beaten but unconquered ones,
And the end came in one long, high,
Indomitable cry.
Then we knew, and bowed our heads,
And were ashamed of our poor part,
And prayed God we might bear a nobler part,
In the reply to that most cold-planned,
Murderously carried out,
Unexpurgable horror over there.
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1 melancholy | |
n.忧郁,愁思;adj.令人感伤(沮丧)的,忧郁的 | |
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2 conquerors | |
征服者,占领者( conqueror的名词复数 ) | |
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adj.怀疑的,无把握的;有问题的,靠不住的 | |
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n.奏鸣曲 | |
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v.彻底破坏( devastate的过去式和过去分词);摧毁;毁灭;在感情上(精神上、财务上等)压垮adj.毁坏的;极为震惊的 | |
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adj.有知觉的,知悉的;adv.有感觉能力地 | |
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v.争吵( bicker的现在分词 );口角;(水等)作潺潺声;闪烁 | |
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adj.非常的的;流血的;残忍的;adv.很;vt.血染 | |
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adj.残忍的;野蛮的 | |
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11 filthy | |
adj.卑劣的;恶劣的,肮脏的 | |
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v.哭叫,哀号( wail的过去式和过去分词 ) | |
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n.尸体,死尸 | |
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踩( trample的现在分词 ); 践踏; 无视; 侵犯 | |
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