慕子翔

A Child s Garden of Verses 【6】

慕子翔 — Sat, 11 Oct 2008 11:53:00 GMT

睡乡

从早饭开始整个白天呀！
我就呆在家和朋友们在一起。
可一到晚上我就出门，
远远地，进入那睡乡。

那儿呀，我得独自前往，
没人告诉你如何到达--
独个儿行进在幻溪旁，
又孤独地游走进梦山中。

那儿呀，有最最稀奇的东西，
吃的是，看的也是，
还有很多很多恐怖的景象
到处显现，直到早上。

白天呀，我多想再回到睡乡，
可找不到了回去的路，
哎！也记不清了睡乡里
听过的奇妙声音。

The Land of Nod

From breakfast on through all the day
At home among my friends I stay,
But every night I go abroad
Afar into the land of Nod.

All by myself I have to go,
With none to tell me what to do--
All alone beside the streams
And up the mountain-sides of dreams.

The strangest things are these for me,
Both things to eat and things to see,
And many frightening sights abroad
Till morning in the land of Nod.

Try as I like to find the way,
I never can get back by day,
Nor can remember plain and clear
The curious music that I hear.

我的影子

我有一个小小影子，爱跟着我进进出出，
他能用来干啥？我也无法知晓。
他呀，非常，非常像我，从脚跟到头顶都像；
他呀，每当我跳进床时，总爱抢先一步。

他最最有趣的是，喜欢变化-
这压根不像平常小孩，他们变的太慢；
有时他迅速长高,像个充气皮球，
有时他又很小，小到一无所有。

他没有这种想法：小孩得去玩耍。
他就会玩弄花样，让我出洋相。
你看，你看！他多么胆小，就会紧紧粘我；
我想，总粘保姆，我会害羞，那他也一样。

一天早上，很早很早，太阳也没升起，
我就起床，看见呀，每朵金凤花儿，露珠闪亮；
而我那懒惰的小影子呢，像个大懒鬼，
还呆在家里，躺在床上，睡的正香！

My Shadow

I have a little shadow that goes in and out with me,
And what can be the use of him is more than I can see.
He is very, very like me from the heels up to the head;
And I see him jump before me, when I jump into my bed.

The funniest thing about him is the way he likes to grow-
Not at all like proper children, which is always very slow;
For he sometimes shoots up taller like an india-rubber ball,
And he sometimes goes so little that there’s none of him at all.

He hasn’t got a notion of how children ought to play,
And can only make a fool of me in every sort of way.
He stays so close behind me, he’s a coward you can see;
I’d think shame to stick to nursie as that shadow sticks to me!

One morning, very early, before the sun was up,
I rose and found the shining dew on every buttercup;
But my lazy little shadow, like an arrant sleepy-head,
Had stayed at home behind me and was fast asleep in bed.

风

我看见你抛掷风筝入苍穹
又吹起鸟儿游天空
到处都听得见你在行进，
像女士的裙裾曳过草地———
噢！风，整日整日地吹拂，
噢！风，唱起多么响亮的歌儿！

我看见那么多不同的事情你在做着，
却总爱隐藏自己的影踪，
我感到你在推呀，我听到你在叫呀，
却根本看不到你的身影———
噢！风，整日整日地吹拂，
噢！风，唱起多么响亮的歌儿！

噢！你是如此迅猛又寒冷，
噢！吹拂者，你是年轻还是年老？
你是原野和树木的精灵，
抑或仅是比我强壮的孩童？
噢！风，整日整日地吹拂，
噢！风，唱起多么响亮的歌儿！

The Wind

I saw you toss the kites on high,
And blow the bird about the sky;
And all around I heard you pass,
Like ladies’ skirts across the grass---
O wind, a - blowing all day long,
O wind, that sings so loud a song!

I saw the different things you did,
But always you yourself you hid.
I felt you push, I heard you call,
I could not see yourself at all---
O wind, a - blowing all day long,
O wind, that sings so loud a song!

O you that are so strong and cold,
O blower, are you young or old?
Are you a beast of field and tree,
Or just a stronger child than me?
O wind, a - blowing all day long,
O wind, that sings so loud a song!

外一首

网上找的，同一作者，但非这个诗集的。

爱，什么是爱？

爱，什么是爱？一颗高尚却痛楚的心灵；
扭绞不安的双手；还有沉默；以及久久的绝望。
生，什么是生？在一片荒原的赤裸中，
看见爱降临，又看着爱离去。

"Love, What Is Love?..."

Love - what is love? A great and aching heart;
Wrung hands; and silence; and a long despair.
Life - what is life? Upon a moorland bare
To see love coming and see love depart.

A Child s Garden of Verses 【5】

慕子翔 — Sat, 11 Oct 2008 11:49:00 GMT

一个好玩的游戏

楼梯之上，我们造起一艘船。
用后面卧室的椅子搭好，
再装满软软的枕头。
巨浪之中，航行开始喽！

我们带上锯子、几枚钉子
还有，托儿所的桶装水
还有，汤姆说的：“带个苹果、
一小片蛋糕吧”--
噢！足够了，汤姆和我
开始航行，直到下午茶。

我们日复一日的出航
享受这超级棒的游戏
哎呀！汤姆掉了下来，摔伤了膝盖,
这儿没人了，就剩我孤零零。

A GOOD PLAY

WE BUILT a ship upon the stairs
All made of the back-bedroom chairs,
And filled it full of soft pillows
To go a-sailing on the billows.

We took a saw and several nails,
And water in the nursery pails;
And Tom said,'Ler us also take
An apple and a slice of cake'-
Which was enough for Tom and me
To go a-sailing on,till tea.

We sailed along for days and days,
And had the very best of plays;
But Tom fell out and hurt his knee,
So there was no one left but me.

船儿驶向何方？

黑褐色是河水
金黄色是泥沙
伴着两岸树儿
永在奔腾流淌

绿叶片片漂浮，
泡沫似那城堡，
我的船儿飘摇，
何处才是港湾？

奔流吧，河水
穿出了磨坊
飞越了溪谷
掠过了山岗。

飞流直下吧，河水
百哩之外远方，
别的孩子呀！
会带船儿到岸旁。

WHERE GO THE BOATS?

DARK BROWN is the river,
Golden is the sand.
It flows along for ever,
With trees on either hand.

Green leaves a-floating,
Castles of the foam,
Boats of mine a-boating-
Where will all come home?

On goes the river
And out past the mill,
Away down the valley,
Away down the hill.

Away down the river,
A hundred miles or more,
Other little children
Shall bring my boats ashore.

阿姨的裙子

每当阿姨转个身儿，
裙子呀，古怪作响，
磨蹭着跟她上楼，
又疲惫地随她入门。

AUNTIE'S SKIRTS

WHENEVER Auntie moves around,
Her dresses make acurious sound,
They trail behind her up the floor,
And trundle after through the door.

床世界

当我卧病在床时，
两个枕头垫头下，
所有玩具放身旁，
整天开心又快乐。

有时呀，花上个把小时，
观看铅兵行军，
穿着不同制服，
操练各式队列，
整个床上行进，
翻越个个被丘；

有时呀，把船儿列成舰队，
来回巡游被海中，
又或拿出房和树，
四周来造小城镇。

我是那巨人，
崇伟且静默，
端坐枕头山，
关注眼底下，
平原与山谷，
快乐床世界！

THE LAND OF COUNTERPANE

WHEN I WAS SICK and lay a-bed,
I had two pillows at my head,
And all my toys beside me lay
To keep me happy all the day.

And sometimes for an hour or so
I watched my leaden soldiers go,
With different uniforms and drills,
Among the bedclothes,through the hills;

And sometimes sent my ships in fleets
All up and down among the sheets;
Or brought my trees and houses out,
And planted cities all about.

I was the giant great and still
That sits upon the pillow-hill,
And sees before him, dale and plain,
The pleasant land of counterpane.

A Child s Garden of Verses【4】

慕子翔 — Wed, 05 Mar 2008 14:29:00 GMT

多风的夜晚

每逢星月隐没，
每逢狂风肆虐，
长夜漫漫潮湿又黑暗，
就有人骑马掠过。
夜已深沉，火光也熄灭，
他飞奔又飞奔却是为何？

每逢树林哀号，
船儿颤栗，
他掠过，大道, 低低的、呼啸着，
他掠过飞奔着；
他飞奔着，然后
又回转飞奔而过。

WINDY NIGHTS

WHENEVER the moon and stars are set,
Whenever the wind is high,
All night long in the dark and wet,
A man goes riding by.
Late in the night when the fires are out,
Why does he gallop and gallop about?

Whenever the trees are crying aloud,
And ships are tossed at sea,
By,on the highway,low and loud,
By at the gallop goes he;
By at the gallop he goes,and then
By he comes back at the gallop again.

旅行

我多么想飞升然后出发，
到那里呀金苹果生长的地方；

到那里呀另一片天空之下，
鹦鹉岛边泊船，
哦，凤头鹦鹉，山羊呀，
好奇地将我们打量，
孤独的鲁宾逊呢，
正造着他的船儿；

到那里呀太阳辉耀
东方的都市，遥远的所在，
圆顶的清真寺尖尖的塔，
荒漠花园里矗立，
还有富饶的货物呀八方汇集，
悬挂在集市上等待出售；

到那里呀长城环绕的中国,
一角沙漠里狂风肆虐,
铃儿叮当鼓声喧天,
城市里是另一片喧哗;

到那里呀热带雨林，炎热似火，
如英格兰般宽广，如尖塔般高耸，
满是猩猩、椰子，
还有那黑人猎手的小屋；

到那里呀浑身疙瘩的鳄鱼
眨着眼睛畅游在尼罗河里，
还有火烈鸟飞翔着
猎食眼底的鱼儿；

到那里呀远近的丛林中，
食人虎
躺在一起竖着耳朵倾听，
防止狩猎的逼近，
而旅行者呢，
晃晃悠悠坐在轿子里；

到那里呀在沙尘包裹下
矗立的荒废城市，
所有的孩子，无论贫儿还是王子，
从小长到大呀
不留下一个足迹，
在街道上或是在房子里，
不引起一丝骚动，
孩子的或是小小老鼠，
当夜晚变得凉爽，
整个镇子，也没有一丝火光。

当我长大
我会随着驼队去探险；
在积满灰尘的餐室里，
幽暗中生起火光；
看见墙上的图案，
英雄们，战斗着欢庆着；
在角落里找出玩偶，
那古老的埃及娃娃。

TRAVELS

I SHOULD LIKE to rise and go
Where the golden apples grow;
Where below another sky
Parrot islands anchored lie,
And,watched by cockatoos and goats,
Lonely Crusoe's building boats;
Where in sunshine reaching out
Eastern cities, miles about,
Are with mosque and minaret
Among sandy gardens set,
And the rich goods from near and far
Hang for sale in the bazaar;
Where the Great wall round China goes,
And on one side the desert blows,
And with bell and voice and drum,
Cities on the other hum;
Where are forests,hot as fire,
Wide as England, tall as a spire,
Full of apes and coconuts
And the negro hunters' huts;
Where the knotty crocodile
Lies and blinks in the Nile,
And the red flamingo flies
Hunting fish before his eyes;
Where in jungles near and far,
Man-devouring tigers are,
Lying close and giving ear
Lest the hunt be drawing near,
Or a comer-by be seen
Swinging in a palaquin;
Where among the desert sands
Some deserted city stands,
All its children,sweep and prince,
Grown to manhood ages since,
Not a foot in street or house,
Not a stir of child or house,
And when kindly falls the night,
In all the town no spark of light.
There I'll come when I'm a man
With a camel caravan;
Light a fire in the gloom
Of some dusty dining-room;
See the pictures on the walls,
Heroes,fights and festivals;
And in a corner find the toys
Of the old Egyptian boys.

歌唱

小鸟歌唱斑点蛋儿，
在树丛的巢里；
水手歌唱缆绳与货物，
在海上的船里。

孩子们歌唱在遥远的日本，
孩子们歌唱在西班牙；
风琴琴手拉着，
在雨里歌唱。

SINGING

OF SPECKLED EGGS the birdie sings
And nests among the trees;
The sailor sings of ropes and things
In ships upons the seas.

The children sing in far Japan,
The children sing in spain;
The organ with the organ man
Is singing in the rain.

目光远大

当我长大
一定辉煌又伟大
和别的男孩女孩说：
别乱碰我的玩具。

LOOKING FORWARD

WHEN I am grown to man's estate
I shall be very proud and great,
And tell the other girls and boys
Not to meddle with my toys.

轻轻地握着你的手

慕子翔 — Sat, 23 Feb 2008 10:52:00 GMT

轻轻地握着你的手,
仿佛这世界所有的美好
都已盈握手中

指尖滑过
你柔嫩的手背
颀长的手指
娇美的手心
我的心有了奇异的感觉
仿佛枯萎的生命重又绽放
沉寂的感官重变敏锐
（它们注目远方的幻影太久太久了）

年少时了无牵挂无忧无虑
成长了赤足追梦却充满忧虑
而今我的心荒芜
我的身疲惫

你伸出了双手
这世界最柔美的手
我轻轻的握住了它
握着它
仿佛
荒芜的心田涌出甘泉
疲惫的身躯流动活力

我明白了这双手将长伴我身边
沉默时我轻轻的握住它
心中涌出万千话语
快乐时我轻轻的握住它
喜悦身体里沸腾
忧伤时我轻轻握住它
温暖静静将它溢满

厌倦了随风漂泊无所依凭
断线的风筝
找到了它的引线
带着破碎的风帆带着损坏的船舵
流浪的船儿
找到了停泊的港湾

哦！让我再次轻轻握住你的手
仿佛这世界所有的美好
都已盈握手中

A Child s Garden of Verses 【3】

慕子翔 — Thu, 31 Jan 2008 02:08:00 GMT

雨

雨正落在四周，
它落在田野，落在树梢，
它落在了我的伞上，
也落在了汪洋中的小舟。

RAIN
THE RAIN is falling all around,
It falls on fiele and tree,
It rains on the umbrellas here,
And on the ships at sea.

海盗故事

我们三人坐着秋千飘浮在草场，
我们三人坐在篮子里要去远行。
春日的天空里，风儿在吹拂，
草场上起的柔波，就像大海里的浪涛。

我们密切注意着天气，在星星的引领下航行。
今天该去哪探险？
开动船舵，去非洲，
去普罗维登斯海岸？
不，去巴比伦？
不，航向马拉巴尔海岸？

注意！那里有个舰队在海上航行-
牛群在草场上咆哮着疯跑！
快，我们的得赶快逃离，它们会狂野不休。
那个小门就是港口，那个花园就是海岸。

PIRATE STORY

THREE of us afloat in the meadow by swing,
Three of us abroad in the basket on the lea.
Winds are in the air, they are blowing in the spring,
And waves are on the meadow like the waves there are at sea.

Where shall we adventure, today that we're afloat,
Wary of the weather and steering by a star?
Shall it be to Africa,a-steering of the boat,
To Providence,or Babylonn,or off to Malabar?

Hi!but here's a squadron a-rowing on the sea-
Cattle on the meadow a-charging with a roar!
Quick, and we'll escape them, they're as mad as they can be,
The wicket is the harbour and the garden is the shore.

异域

爬在樱桃树上，
是谁呢？当然是小小的我。
我用双手抱着树干，
远眺那异国他乡。

我看见隔壁花园静静躺着，
满缀花儿，如在眼前；
还有更多可爱地方，
以前从未看过呀！

我看见小溪流过荡着涟漪，
映着碧空清亮如镜；
泥泞道路起起伏伏，
人们蹒跚走入城镇。

如果我能找到更高的树，
那我就能看到更远更远，
看到那浩浩大江流淌着，
进入漫布船儿的大海。

看到那两旁的道路，
延伸着进入仙境，
仙境里，所有的孩子都早早吃饭，
所有的玩具都拥有了生命。

FOREIGN LANDS

UP INTO the cherry tree
Who should climb but little me?
I held the trunk with both my hands
And looked abroad in foreign lands.

I saw the next door garden lie,
Adorned with flowers,before my eye,
And many pleasant places more
That It had never seen before.

I saw the dimpling river pass
And be the sky's blue looking-glass;
The dusty roads go up and down
With people tramping into town.

If I could find a higher tree
Farther and farther I should see,
To where the grown-up river slips
Into the sea among the ships,

To where the roads on either hand
Lead onward into fairyland,
Where all the children dine at five,
And all the playthings come alive.

A Child s Garden of Verses 【2】

慕子翔 — Sat, 19 Jan 2008 11:12:00 GMT

童夜幻想曲

所有的夜晚都漫长，在每个夜里，
当妈妈熄灭灯光，
我就看见人群在游行，
像白天一样清晰，显现在我的眼前。

军队皇帝圣王，
每个人都拿着不同式样的东西，
行进着如此盛大，
你永远看不到啊！白天里有这样的景象。

如此美妙的演出啊！
草坪的马戏团里也永远看不到；
那儿每只野兽每个人
只游行在一辆大篷车里。

一开始他们动得有点慢，
即便他们越走越快，
我仍紧紧跟随，
直到我们到达了梦-乡。

YOUNG NIGHT THOUGHT

ALL NIGHT LONG and every night,
When my mama puts out the light,
I see the people marching by,
As plain as day, before my eye.

Armies and emperor and kings,
All carrying different kinds of things,
And marching in so grand a way,
You never saw the like by day.

So fine a show was never seen
At the great circus on the green;
For every kind of beast and man
Is marching in that caravan.

As first they move a little slow,
But still the faster on they go,
And still beside them close I keep
Until we reach the town of Sleep.

小孩的本分

一个小孩得总说真话，
别人问话时，得回话，
餐桌上得表现的有礼貌；
至少得有样学样。

Whole Duty of Children

A child should always say what’s true
And speak when he is spoken to,
And behave mannerly at table;
At least as far as he is able.

A Child s Garden of Verses 【1】

慕子翔 — Wed, 16 Jan 2008 16:27:00 GMT

夏天的床上

冬天里我在夜里起床
借昏黄的烛光穿好衣裳。
夏天里完全颠倒，
白天啦我就得上床。

我得上床啊看见呀
那鸟儿仍在树上蹦蹦跳跳，
听到呀那大人他们的脚步
走在街上仍经过着我的身旁。

你说这是不是太强人所难，
当所有的天空还清澈幽蓝，
而我当然多么想去游玩，
噢却得在白天上床？

BED IN SUMMER

In winter I get up at night
And dress by yellow candlelight.
In summer, quite the other way,
I have to go to bed by day.

I have to go to bed and see
The birds still hopping on the tree,
Or hear the grown-up people's feet
Still going pass me in the street.

And does it not seem hard to you,
When all the sky is clear and blue,
And I should like so muvh to play,
To have to go to bed by day?

一个念头

多么美妙呀这样想着
世界充满了
美食和佳酿
和孩子们一起说：神的恩典
正降临在基督世界的每个地方

A Thought

It is very nice to think
The world is full of
meat and drink,
With little children saying grace
In every Christian kind of place.

海边

我正在海边忧伤，
他们给我一把木铲，
用它来挖洞沙滩。
我的洞儿呀，空空的像个杯子，
在每个洞里，大海升了起来，
不断地直到溢满。

At The Seaside

When I was down beside the sea
A wooden spade they gave to me
To dig the sandy shore.
My holes were empty like a cup,
In every hole the sea came up,
Till it could come no more.

A Child s Garden of Verses【一个孩子的诗园】

慕子翔 — Tue, 15 Jan 2008 16:35:00 GMT

从今天开始翻译这本诗集

A Child's Garden of Verses
一个孩子的诗园
ROBERT LOUIS STEVESON
罗伯特·路易斯·斯蒂文生
作者简介：
罗伯特·路易斯·斯蒂文生（1850-1894）英国小说家。
代表作：
《诱拐》、《金银岛》和《化身博士》。

献给艾莉森.克林汉姆
她的男孩敬上

因为多少长夜里你从睡梦惊醒
守望着只因我那微不足道的扰动；
因为你那最舒适的双手
引我走过那段坎坷；
因为所有你读过的故事书；
因为所有你给的怜爱，所有你予的宽容，
在那些黯淡又快乐的日子里：
我第二个母亲，我第一任妻子，
你是我幼年的天使啊--
昔时那多病的孩子，如今安康却也老了，
带走吧，我的褓姆，你握着的这本小书！

赐福吧，天父，愿所有的读者
在困厄之时可遇着像她那样亲切的褓姆，
愿每个倾听我诗句的孩子，
坐在那明亮的，生着火炉的，育儿室里，
可听着像她那样慈和
使我纯真岁月充满欢愉的声音！
R.L.S

To ALISON CUNNINGGHAM
FROM HER BOY

For the long nights you lay awake
And watched for my unworthy sake;
For your most comfortable hand
That led me through the uneven land;
For all the story-books you read;
For all you pitied,all you bore,
In sad and happy days of yore:
My second mother,my first wife,
The angel of my infant life -
From the sick child,now well and old，
Take,nurse,the little book you hold!

And grant it, heaven, that all who read
May find as dear a nurse at need,
And every child who lists my rhyme,
In the bright, fireside, nursery clime,
May hear it in as kind a voice
As made my childish days rejoice!

R.L.S

【续】翻译《英诗金库》

慕子翔 — Sun, 23 Dec 2007 15:33:00 GMT

导语
这两首诗都是莎翁之作，意象相互延续，主题都是关于时间与爱，风格则一者悲凉，一者沉郁，这是因为这两首诗的写作背景不同。
   诗中的我爱，我想莎翁最初是有所实指的，是他的恋人吧，一个美丽温婉的女子（当然到了诗里则可扩为一切美好的人与物）。
   第一首应写于恋人将去未去之时，其时，诗人充满忧虑，但在现实中他寻不得解脱，于是他将目光投向浩渺的时空。
   他看到，一个时代，它繁华，它富丽，可是转眼烟消云散；他看到，一座巨塔，它高耸，它壮观，可是一朝崩塌；他看到，一面铜镜，它亮丽，它不朽，可是终至腐烂；他看到，沧海桑田，不停变幻，不变的是失去与拥有。
   这一幕幕景象终归沉寂，但它在诗人的心中溅起回响：我爱终逝去，这无可逃避。在悲叹过后，我等渺小人类，所能只是去紧紧拥抱，那心中所爱！
   第二首则应写在恋人逝去之后，其时，诗人悲痛不已，只能在哲思中寻求解脱，在对苍天的哀语中寻求安慰。
   他劝慰自己，既然那些貌似永恒强大的东西也无法摆脱时间的魔爪，那柔弱若花的美好又怎能取得同情，况时间本就是可狂暴无情的东西。
   言虽如此，情难自禁呀！
   他无法停止哀思，只能转到户外。草木繁盛，百鸟鸣啭，空气中游荡着甜蜜的气息。惊觉春去了，已是夏日。回望自身，形容消瘦，这些日子的哀伤已印下它的痕迹。不禁有些可怜自己，又嘲笑自己太不坚强。但又想：便坚强若磐石、若铁门，在时间的阴影下，又能怎样？
   这种想法使他嗅到死亡的气息。他哀叹，也许时光之河中的美好，只能随之远去。他不甘心，向苍天发问。要怎样才能阻止那匆匆的脚步？在时间之上，是否又更高的存在，他能向时间发号施令？
   回答只有静默。只能绝望，但在绝望之中他又觅得一丝希望。那美好，虽归于沉寂，归于黑暗，他却感受着她的温暖，她的亮丽。
也许，这种奇迹背后，有着真正的力量吧！

W.莎士比亚

时间,爱

当我看到，时间的双手无情剥蚀着
那湮没的时代，它的繁华，它的骄傲；

当我看到，高耸的巨塔，它一朝崩坍，
不灭的黄铜，也臣服那致命的狂暴；

当我看到，饥饿的海洋，蚕食着大地的国土，
干渴的大地，也咽没着海洋的领地，
它们不断地拥有，又不断地失去；

当我看着，这一幕幕景象，不断地显现，
这景象本身，也终至幻灭。

这幻灭让我沉思，
时间终将到来，来带走我爱：
这就像死亡，它无可逃避。

只能悲叹，我等渺小人类，
活着，就永远有，失去所爱的阴影。

既然黄铜、顽石、大地、乃至浩渺的海洋，
也不能...

既然黄铜、顽石、大地、
乃至浩渺的海洋，
也不能摆脱那悲哀、注定的命运，
那美好，比花还柔弱的美好，
又怎能祈求
那狂暴者的同情？

噢，这夏天里的甜蜜气息
怎能支撑得住
狂暴日子的毁灭打击？

在时间的阴影下
便坚若磐石，怎能顽固？
便钢铁之门，怎能坚强？

噢，越想越可怖呀！

唉，时间最宝贵的珠宝
怎能不收归它的盒子？
要怎样强劲的手臂
才能挽住它那迅捷的脚步？
又有谁来禁止它猎取美好？

噢，没有，除非这奇迹蕴含力量。

我爱，它在黑暗里
闪耀光芒！

W. Shakespeare
III. Time and Love
1
WHEN I have seen by Time's fell hand defaced
The rich proud cost of outworn buried age;
When sometime lofty towers I see down-razed,
And brass eternal slave to mortal rage;
When I have seen the hungry ocean gain
Advantage on the kingdom of the shore,
And the firm soil win of the watery main,
Increasing store with loss, and loss with store;
When I have seen such interchange of state,
Or state itself confounded to decay
Ruin hath taught me thus to ruminate
That Time will come and take my Love away:
—This thought is as a death, which cannot choose
But weep to have that which it fears to lose.

W. Shakespeare
IV. "Since brass, nor stone, nor earth, nor boundless sea"
2
SINCE brass, nor stone, nor earth, nor boundless sea,
But sad mortality o'ersways their power,
How with this rage shall beauty hold a plea,
Whose action is no stronger than a flower?

O how shall summer's honey breath hold out
Against the wreckful of battering days,
When rocks impregnable are not so stout
Nor gates of steel so strong, but Time decays?

O fearful meditation! where, alack!
Shall Time's best jewel from Time's chest lie hid?
Or what strong hand can hold his swift foot backhold back,
Or who his spoil of beauty can forbid?
O! none, unless this miracle have might,
That in black ink my love may still shine bright.

闲来翻译《英诗金库》诗二首

慕子翔 — Sat, 22 Dec 2007 09:56:00 GMT

春天
T.纳什

译慕子翔

导语
寒冬刚过，初春的清晨，开始散步吧！风儿吹来，已不再那么寒冷刺骨了，反而带着清新的气息。看！路边，草儿焕发新绿，花儿争相绽放，树儿抽出新芽。看！小桥底下，溪水也开始解冻了，隐约间有小鱼游动。嗯，万物开始从冬日的沉眠中苏醒了！鸟儿飞过，带来一串快乐的歌声，心为之沉醉。
村庄里，少女们正围着圈儿开始舞蹈，脸上满是幸福的容光。农舍里种着棕榈树、栽着山楂花，显得漂亮极了。房前空地上，小羊们蹦蹦跳跳，相互追逐，玩的正高兴呢。一旁的的牧羊儿则吹奏起牧笛来，曲调欢快悠扬。各棵树上的鸟儿也跟着唱和起来。啊，耳朵里满是热闹祥和！
走出村庄，来到郊原，迎接你的是清新芳香的空气，脚边，雏菊儿正吻着你呢！郊原上，情侣们两两相依，窃窃私语着；老人则安静的坐着，晒着太阳。鸟儿又飞来了，唱起了春的赞歌：
“春天，甜美的春天，四季里的快乐国王！”

春天，甜美的春天，四季里的快乐国王！
万物如花绽放，少女围圈舞蹈，
寒冷悄然远逝，鸟儿正在歌唱，
啁啁，啾啾，哥哥，割麦、插一禾！

棕榈树、山楂花，环绕着田舍农家，
羊儿欢腾嬉闹，牧童吹奏笛声，
鸟儿相互唱和，曲调欢快悠扬，
啁啁，啾啾，哥哥，割麦、插一禾！

郊野吐露芳香，雏菊吻着脚儿，
情侣两两相依，老妇坐浴阳光,
走在每条小路，都有歌声悦耳，
啁啁，啾啾，哥哥，割麦、插一禾！

春天，甜美的春天！

附：参考的译作

春

托马斯.纳什
译郭沫若

春，甘美之春，一年之中的尧舜，
处处都有花树，都有女儿环舞，
微寒但觉清和，佳禽争着唱歌，
啁啁，啾啾，哥哥，割麦、插一禾！

榆柳呀山楂，打扮着田舍人家，
羊羔嬉游，牧笛儿整日价吹奏，
百鸟总在和鸣，一片悠扬声韵，
啁啁，啾啾，哥哥，割麦、插一禾！

郊原荡漾香风，雏菊吻人脚踵，
情侣作对成双，老妪坐晒阳光，
走向任何通衢，都有歌声悦耳，
啁啁，啾啾，哥哥，割麦、插一禾！
春！甘美之春！

原诗：

T. Nash
I. Spring
SPRING, the sweet Spring, is the year's pleasant
king;
Then blooms each thing, then maids dance in a
ring,
Cold doth not sting, the pretty birds do sing,
Cuckoo, jug-jug, pu-we, to-witta-woo!

The palm and may make country houses gay,
Lambs frisk and play, the shepherds pipe all day,
And we hear aye birds tune this merry lay,
Cuckoo, jug-jug, pu-we, to-witta-woo.
The fields breathe sweet, the daisies kiss our feet,
Young lovers meet, old wives a-sunning sit,
In every street these tunes our ears do greet,
Cuckoo, jug-jug, pu-we, to-witta-woo!
Spring! the sweet Spring!

霍桑登的W.德鲁蒙德【0】

爱的召唤

前话：此诗有很多句子很难，又找不到参考的，只能自己理解翻译了，肯定多有误读，望包涵~
导语
这是一首爱之诗，诗人刚向恋人表白，内心忐忑不安，一整个漫漫长日里，唯祈愿得到她热烈的回应，但愿望落空。夜晚，诗人陷入沮丧焦躁之中...
终于，漫长、死寂、黑暗的夜晚要结束了。太阳升起，曙光现了，诗人又开始了他的祈愿。在祈愿中，诗人以太阳神之眼俯视世间,看到那黑夜退却，看到那光明、快乐、美丽在这世界蔓延。诗人的心也渐渐温暖了、平静了。终于，他说出，
——这是一个美好的世界。
别无所愿，唯愿她安好！

太阳神【1】，出现了！
用宝蓝、暗白和绯红把漆黑天幕描绘。
门农【2】的母亲，曙光女神欧若拉从她情人的床上惊起，
她在天空疾驰，一路遍洒玫瑰。
夜莺们来了，每一个到处唱着：
赐予这春天永恒吧！
赋予这黑暗死寂的世界活力吧！
播撒你的金色发丝，
让它覆盖你没有到达的地方吧！

神哪，
你有王者的容颜，
带着珍珠头冠，鬓角金黄：
请从此驱逐这丑恶的黑夜，
他没有那迷人、绚丽的光线。

——这是个美好的早晨。
但那一天，长长的祈愿之日，
在我生命中是如此黑暗。
（如果黯淡的群星中没有我的毁灭诅咒，
那么，命运之神，我的愿望破灭了）
我的灵魂已被刻上
一个纯白的永恒钻石印记。

就像清晨来到了小树林里，
我爱，听到并回报我的爱意吧！

神哪
公正的国王，你护佑所有子民，
你放射出了隐匿的光芒，
你那双甜美的眼睛，
投向了珀纽斯【3】的溪流旁。
你的心为之惊奇。
噢，花神福罗拉，
正穿着最美丽的衣裙。
如果风能听到的话，
一个声音正穿越遥远的时空，
是安菲翁【4】在弹奏他的七弦竖琴。

你内心波澜平息了。
唯风之神在缓缓呼吸，
和着她飘动的长发。

——风也完全平息了
太阳神驾着他的战车，
在海洋和天空间巡视。
群星逐个消逝，

黑夜像个醉汉，跌跌撞撞地退却，

为躲避那烈焰巨轮的炙烤，
直至隐没在群山之中。
苍茫大地上，花朵色彩纷呈；
碧蓝长空中，金色云彩闪耀。

——这是一个美好的世界。
别无所愿，唯愿她安好！
阿门！
【0】霍桑登的W.德鲁蒙德：苏格兰抒情诗人，霍桑登的领主。内战时期，他加入了皇家军队。晚年，他把自己一生丰富的藏书赠给了剑桥大学。

【1】太阳神(Phoebus):全名福玻斯·阿波罗(Phoebus Apollo)，福玻斯意为“光明、明亮”。
【2】门农(Memnon)：欧若拉和她的情人提托诺斯（Tithon)之子，他是埃塞俄比亚的国王，住在最东部大洋河海岸。在特洛伊战争中被阿喀琉斯所杀。
【3】珀纽斯（Peneus)：河神。
【4】安菲翁(Amphion)：宙斯的儿子,底比斯的国王，擅长音乐。艺术女神缪斯送给他一把漂亮的古琴，琴声美妙，他弹奏的时候，连砖石竟也自动地粘合起来，建起了底比斯的宫殿。

W. Drummond of Hawthornden
II. Summons to Love
PHOEBUS, arise!
And paint the sable skies
With azure, white, and red:
Rouse Memnon's mother from her Tithon's bed
That she may thy career with roses spread:
The nightingales thy coming each-where sing:
Make an eternal Spring!
Give life to this dark world which lieth dead;
Spread forth thy golden hair
In larger locks than thou wast wont before,
And emperor-like decore
With diadem of pearl thy temples fair:
Chase hence the ugly night
Which serves but to make dear thy glorious light

—This is that happy morn

That day, long-wishèd day
Of all my life so dark,
(If cruel stars have not my ruins worn
And fates my hopes betray),
Which, purely white, deserves

An everlasting diamond should it mark.
This is the morn should bring unto this grove
My Love, to hear and recompense my love.
Fair King, who all preserves,
But show thy blushing beams,
And thou two sweeter eyes
see than those which by Peneus' streams
Did once thy heart surprise.
Now, Flora, deck thyself in fairest guise:
If that ye winds would hear
A voice surpassing far Amphion's lyre,
Your furious chiding stay;
Let Zephyr only breathe,
And with her tresses play.

—The winds all silent are,
And Phoebus in his chair
Ensaffroning sea and air
Makes vanish every star:
Night like a drunkard reels
Beyond the hills, to shun his flaming wheels:
The fields with flowers are deck'd in every hue,
The clouds with orient gold spangle their blue;
Here is the pleasant place—
And nothing wanting is, save She, alas!

对电影《天使爱美丽》的一句话影评

慕子翔 — Tue, 06 Nov 2007 17:19:52 GMT

迷上这部电影了~~