Therefore I praised the dead who have been long dead more than the living who are yet alive.

因此，我赞叹那早已死的死人，胜过那还活着的活人。

因此，我赞叹那已死的死人，胜过那还活着的活人。

因此，我赞叹那已死的死人，胜过那还活着的活人。

我为那已死的人庆幸，因为他们比活着的人幸福。

我赞叹那已死的人，胜过那还活着的人。

所以我感叹，那些早已死去的死人，胜过那些还活着的活人；

因此，我讚歎那早已死的死人，勝過那還活着的活人。

因此，我讚歎那已死的死人，勝過那還活着的活人。

因此，我讚歎那已死的死人，勝過那還活着的活人。

我為那已死的人慶幸，因為他們比活著的人幸福。

我讚歎那已死的人，勝過那還活著的人。

故此我祝賀那已死了的死人，勝過那還活着的活人；

所以我感嘆，那些早已死去的死人，勝過那些還活著的活人；

故我稱已死者、甚於尚生之人、

我竊思死者較生者為尤幸。

我讚嘆已死者較尚生者為幸、

And I declared that the dead, who had already died, are happier than the living, who are still alive.

Then I announced that those who have already died are happier than those who are still alive.

And I thought the dead who are already dead more fortunate than the living who are still alive.

So I concluded that the dead are better off than the living.

So I commended the dead, who have already died, more than the living, who are still alive.

So I congratulated the dead who are already dead, more than the living who are still living.

Therefore I praised the dead who were already dead, More than the living who are still alive.

Wherefore I praised the dead that have been long dead more than the living that are yet alive;

So I admired the dead, who have already died, more than the living, who are still alive.

Wherefore I praised the dead which are already dead more than the living which are yet alive.

So I considered those who are dead and gone more fortunate than those who are still alive.

So I hated life, because the work that is worked under the sun was grievous to me; for all is vanity and a chasing after wind.

“ Why didn’t I die from the womb? Why didn’t I give up the spirit when my mother bore me?Why did the knees receive me? Or why the breast, that I should nurse?For now should I have lain down and been quiet. I should have slept, then I would have been at rest,with kings and counselors of the earth, who built up waste places for themselves;or with princes who had gold, who filled their houses with silver:or as a hidden untimely birth I had not been, as infants who never saw light.There the wicked cease from troubling. There the weary are at rest.There the prisoners are at ease together. They don’t hear the voice of the taskmaster.The small and the great are there. The servant is free from his master.“ Why is light given to him who is in misery, life to the bitter in soul,Who long for death, but it doesn’t come; and dig for it more than for hidden treasures,who rejoice exceedingly, and are glad, when they can find the grave?Why is light given to a man whose way is hidden, whom God has hedged in?For my sighing comes before I eat. My groanings are poured out like water.For the thing which I fear comes on me, That which I am afraid of comes to me.I am not at ease, neither am I quiet, neither have I rest; but trouble comes.”

For to him who is joined with all the living there is hope; for a living dog is better than a dead lion.For the living know that they will die, but the dead don’t know anything, neither do they have any more a reward; for their memory is forgotten.Also their love, their hatred, and their envy has perished long ago; neither do they any longer have a portion forever in anything that is done under the sun.