英語詩歌:暴君墓誌銘
Epitaph on a Tyrant
Wystan Hugh Auden
Perfection， of a kind， was what he was after，
And the poetry he invented was easy to understand；
He knew human folly like the back of his hand，
And was greatly interested in armies and fleets；
When he laughed， respectable senators burst with laughter，
And when he cried the little children died in the streets。
暴君墓誌銘
威斯坦·休·奧登
完美無缺的.美夢任由他追求，
簡單易懂的詩歌但憑他編造；
愚弄世人是每天爛熟的把戲，
動用武力是畢生最大的嗜好；
顯赫的僚屬會陪他笑逐顏開，
街頭的兒童總死於他的呼叫。