勇气呢!我哥哥还是我妹妹!继续!无论发生什么事，自由都必须服从;一次或两次失败，或多次失败，或人民的冷漠或忘恩负义，或任何不忠，或炫耀权力、士兵、大炮、刑法，都不足以平息这一切。反抗!还在反抗!反抗!我们所信仰的，永远潜伏在各大洲、各岛屿、各群岛之间;我们所相信的东西不邀请任何人，不承诺任何东西，平静而轻松地坐着，积极而沉着，不知道挫折，耐心地等待，等待时机。 (Not songs of loyalty alone are these, 10 But songs of insurrection also; For I am the sworn poet of every dauntless rebel, the world over, And he going with me leaves peace and routine behind him, And stakes his life, to be lost at any moment.) Revolt! and the downfall of tyrants! The battle rages with many a loud alarm, and frequent advance and retreat, The infidel triumphs--or supposes he triumphs, Then the prison, scaffold, garrote, hand-cuffs, iron necklace and anklet, lead-balls, do their work, The named and unnamed heroes pass to other spheres, The great speakers and writers are exiled--they lie sick in distant lands, 20 The cause is asleep--the strongest throats are still, choked with their own blood, The young men droop their eyelashes toward the ground when they meet; --But for all this, liberty has not gone out of the place, nor the infidel enter'd into full possession. When liberty goes out of a place, it is not the first to go, nor the second or third to go, It waits for all the rest to go--it is the last. When there are no more memories of heroes and martyrs, And when all life, and all the souls of men and women are discharged from any part of the earth, Then only shall liberty, or the idea of liberty, be discharged from that part of the earth, And the infidel come into full possession. Then courage! European revolter! revoltress! 30 For, till all ceases, neither must you cease. I do not know what you are for, (I do not know what I am for myself, nor what anything is for,) But I will search carefully for it even in being foil'd, In defeat, poverty, misconception, imprisonment--for they too are great. Revolt! and the bullet for tyrants! Did we think victory great? So it is--But now it seems to me, when it cannot be help'd, that defeat is great, And that death and dismay are great.