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Friday, September 25, 2009

逑思(英诗古译)


First Love
by John Clare 1793-1864)

John Clare 出身贫寒,只受过基本的读写教育,七岁起就给别人放羊放牛。依他的教育,本来当作家无望,但是少年时期发现的一本书, 由James Thomson写的《四季》,彻底改变了他的一生,从此他踏上了写诗的不归路。他的初恋情人是Mary Joyce, 一个有钱的地主的女儿。与她的分开给Clare带来了巨大的痛苦,这些失落感在他的诗歌里有明显的痕迹。 1820他与Martha Turner结婚,并出版了他的第一本诗集,在书的题名页上赫然标着'John Clare,来自Northampton的农民',使'乡村诗歌'成为当时的时尚,John Clare 也一举成为伦敦的名人。此后他陆续写了许多著名的诗歌,其中在精神病院里写的是他的最佳之作。

其迅若电,其甘若汁 I ne'er was struck before that hour
逑思之萌,弗比斯时 With love so sudden and so sweet.
所谓伊人,颜如蕊芳 Her face it bloomed like a sweet flower
魂之失所,魄之失藏 And stole my heart away complete.

若何若何,意其惶惶 My face turned pale, a deadly pale.
欲行且止,心其茫茫 My legs refused to walk away,
在彼伊人,且望且异 And when she looked what could I ail
问吾所病,如僵如毙 My life and all seemed turned to clay.

血其沸沸,颊白复赤 And then my blood rushed to my face
目其玄玄,弗见弗识 And took my eyesight quite away.
蒹葭萋萋,杕林森森 The trees and bushes round the place
霜兮雾兮,昼为夜更 Seemed midnight at noonday.

目其玄玄,弗见弗识 I could not see a single thing,
目其烁烁,是言柔辞 Words from my eyes did start.
若宫若商,琴弦唧唧 They spoke as chords do from the string,
若泣若涕,泪血沥沥 And blood burnt round my heart.

冬之萧萧,焉择春华 Are flowers the winter's choice
雪之皑皑,焉引思发 Is love's bed always snow
顾彼伊人,匪愠匪笑 She seemed to hear my silent voice
明之晦之,不我以晓 Not love's appeals to know.

顾彼伊人,美兮倩兮 I never saw so sweet a face
近止对止,惜其艳兮 As that I stood before.
顾彼伊人,美兮倩兮 My heart has left its dwelling place
思之忧之,心胡归兮 And can return no more.

2004.2.25.

丽影夜色(拜伦试译)


She walks in Beauty
by George Gordon Byron, Lord Byron

美人缓行如夜移,She walks in beauty, like the night
清空无云动繁星;Of cloudless climes and starry skies;
明丽晦深潜交合,And all that’s best of dark and bright
最是娇容半剪影;Meet in her aspect and her eyes:
秋水顾盼流波溢,Thus mellow’d to that tender light
将比天曦少含情。Which heaven to gaudy day denies.

明暗一丝难增减,One shade the more, one ray the less,
莫名优雅易半失。Had half impair’d the nameless grace
云鬟慵绕泛乌泽,Which waves in every raven tress,
玉盘光润多灵滋。Or softly lightens o’er her face;
适逸安恬芙蓉面,Where thoughts serenely sweet express
清纯娴淑若有思。How pure, how dear their dwelling-place.

秀颊柔美多沉静,And on that cheek, and o’er that brow,
柳眉欲作语无声;So soft, so calm, yet eloquent,
半嗔半嘻三份笑,The smiles that win, the tints that glow,
似隐似现晕光生。But tell of days in goodness spent,
星转斗移炼芳惠,A mind at peace with all below,
情心一片仍天真。A heart whose love is innocent!

2004.3.31.

老妇吟 – 耶茨试译


When You Are Old
by William Butler Yeats, 1865–1939

花残人已老,微霜染青丝 When you are old and gray and full of sleep,
近火犹身寒,困盹更读诗 And nodding by the fire, take down this book,
慵懒慢翻卷,浑梦忆少时 And slowly read, and dream of the soft look
眉目含柔情,幽影若秋池 Your eyes had once, and of their shadows deep;

清雅多妩媚,丰姿谁未识 How many loved your moments of glad grace,
姣美招怜爱,真假难自知 And loved your beauty with love false or true,
曾有少年子,惜君惠灵资 But one man loved the pilgrim soul in you,
愁伤红颜改,斯人独情痴 And loved the sorrows of your changing face;

伛偻倚雕栏,嚅咦叹怅辞 And bending down beside the glowing bars,
情来何所迅,爱去欲留迟 Murmur, a little sadly, how Love fled
子赴青山路,君绊红尘石 And paced upon the mountains overhead
举目望群星,遍寻无踪丝 And hid his face amid a crowd of stars.

2004.5.25

潮起又潮落 (英诗古译)

The Tide Rises, the Tide Falls
by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow (1807–1882)

潮起, 又潮落 The tide rises, the tide falls,
暮色渐浓鹬声和 The twilight darkens, the curlew calls;
一路海沙湿色红 Along the sea-sands damp and brown
归去游人行匆匆 The traveler hastens toward the town,
潮起,又潮落 And the tide rises, the tide falls.

夜幕低垂墙头过 Darkness settles on roofs and walls,
海涛阵阵呼声错 But the sea, the sea in the darkness calls;
细浪轻柔抚白手 The little waves, with their soft, white hands,
拭尽足迹莫让留 Efface the footprints in the sands,
潮起,又潮落 And the tide rises, the tide falls.

马在厩,晨曦破 The morning breaks; the steeds in their stalls
顿蹄嘶叫闻吆喝 Stamp and neigh, as the hostler calls;
昨晚落日今又归 The day returns, but nevermore
岸边游人终不回 Returns the traveler to the shore,
潮起,又潮落 And the tide rises, the tide falls.

2004.5.28