I strove with none, for none was worth my strife; 
Nature I loved, and next to Nature, Art; 
I warm'd both hands before the fire of Life; 
It sinks; and I am ready to depart.

我和谁都不争， 
和谁争我都不屑； 
我爱大自然， 
其次就是艺术； 
我双手烤着生命之火取暖； 
火萎了， 
我也准备走了。

-- 
杨绛译蓝德诗