没有谁能像一座孤岛/在大海里独踞/每个人都像一块小小的泥土/连接成整个陆地/如果一块泥土被海水冲去/欧洲将缺其一隅/这如同一座山岬/也如同你的朋友和你自己/无论谁死了/都是自己的一部分在死去/因为我包含在人类这个概念里/因此我从不问丧钟为谁而鸣/它为我，也为你 No man is an Island, entire of itself; every man is a piece of the Continent, a part of the main; if a clod be washed away by the sea, Europe is the less, as well as if a promontory were, as well as if a man or of thy friends or of thine own were; any man's death diminishes me, because I am involved in Mankind; And therefore never send to know for whom the bell tolls; It tolls for thee.
