上游充通大兽 SHANGHAI JIAO TONG UNIVERSITY The old men of the realm held seats above the gates. Long years had brought their fighting days to a halt But they were eloquent speakers still,clear as cicadas Settled on treetops,lifting their voices through the forest Rising softly,falling,dying away...so they waited, The old chiefs of Troy,as they sat aloft the tower. And catching sight of Helen moving along the ramparts, They murmured one to another,gentle,winged words: "Who on earth could blame them?Ah,no wonder The men of Troy and Argives under arms have suffered Years of agony all for her,for such a woman. Beauty,terrible beauty! A deathless goddess-so strikes out eyes!The old men of the realm held seats above the gates. Long years had brought their fighting days to a halt But they were eloquent speakers still, clear as cicadas Settled on treetops, lifting their voices through the forest Rising softly, falling, dying away… so they waited, The old chiefs of Troy, as they sat aloft the tower. And catching sight of Helen moving along the ramparts, They murmured one to another, gentle, winged words: “Who on earth could blame them? Ah, no wonder The men of Troy and Argives under arms have suffered Years of agony all for her, for such a woman. Beauty, terrible beauty! A deathless goddess- so strikes out eyes!