"This eerie, silent night, this round of perfect peace, This song of gratitude that rises in my throat – And at once the song of thanks changes to a curse. Silent night, I cannot, will not, accept your bribe! Who can be happy with a peace inside four walls? My world is greater; it reaches far beyond. These walls cannot keep out the roar of battle. Can they still the furious beating of my heart? [...] Good Fortune, I cannot accept your bribe; My world cannot be locked inside these walls. Listen! Cannons! Roaring spirits of the dead! Silent night, how can you hope to still my pounding heart?"
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Silent Night (靜夜), 1948 Translation of Herbert Batt and Sheldon Zitner, The Flowering of Modern Chinese Poetry (2016)
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Wen Yiduo
1899 – 1946
Wen Yiduo (聞一多; 1899-1946) was a Chinese poet.
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