HE THAT LOVES A ROSY CHEEK Thomas Carew He that loves a rosy cheek Or a coral lip admires, Or from star-like eyes doth seek Fuel to maintain his fires； As old Time makes these decay, So his flames must waste away. But a smooth and steadfast mind, Gentle thoughts, and calm desires, Hearts with equal love combined, Kindle never-dying fires:—— Where these are not, I despise Lovely cheeks or lips or eyes.

真的美 托默斯·加鲁 颊如玫瑰红， 唇如珊瑚赤， 星眼殊耀燃， 有人为之热； 迟暮俱凋谢， 热情亦衰竭。 心平气亦和， 宁静而谦抑， 一视能同仁， 爱之永不灭：—— 世若无斯人， 颊唇眼何益？

郭沫若译诗十首(英汉对照)_故国河畔_百度空间

HE THAT LOVES A ROSY CHEEK
Thomas Carew

He that loves a rosy cheek
Or a coral lip admires,
Or from star-like eyes doth seek
Fuel to maintain his fires；
As old Time makes these decay,
So his flames must waste away.

But a smooth and steadfast mind,
Gentle thoughts, and calm desires,
Hearts with equal love combined,
Kindle never-dying fires:——
Where these are not, I despise
Lovely cheeks or lips or eyes.

真的美

托默斯·加鲁

颊如玫瑰红，
唇如珊瑚赤，
星眼殊耀燃，
有人为之热；
迟暮俱凋谢，
热情亦衰竭。

心平气亦和，
宁静而谦抑，
一视能同仁，
爱之永不灭：——
世若无斯人，
颊唇眼何益？

 

TO LUCASTA, GOING TO THE WARS Richard Lovelace Tell me not, Sweet, I am unkind, 　　That from the nunnery Of thy chaste breast and quiet mind, 　　To war and arms I fly. True, a new mistress now I chase, 　　The first foe in the field; And with a stronger faith embrace 　　A sword, a horse, a shield. Yet this inconstancy is such 　　As you too shall adore; I could not love thee, Dear, so much, 　　Loved I not Honour more.

出阵前告别鲁加斯达 里却德·腊吾勒斯 爱，请不要说我无情， 我离开了你的胸心， 象修道院般的纯洁和平， 而要飞向战阵。 是的，我在追求新的女主， 是战场上首遇的敌人； 要拥抱得加紧认真， 用剑，用马，用盾。 然而这一下的不志诚， 你也会加以崇敬； 亲爱的，我就不配真爱你了， 如果我不更爱我的荣名。

 

TO LUCASTA, GOING TO THE WARS

Richard Lovelace

Tell me not, Sweet, I am unkind,
　　That from the nunnery
Of thy chaste breast and quiet mind,
　　To war and arms I fly.

True, a new mistress now I chase,
　　The first foe in the field;
And with a stronger faith embrace
　　A sword, a horse, a shield.

Yet this inconstancy is such
　　As you too shall adore;
I could not love thee, Dear, so much,
　　Loved I not Honour more.

出阵前告别鲁加斯达

里却德·腊吾勒斯

爱，请不要说我无情，
我离开了你的胸心，
象修道院般的纯洁和平，
而要飞向战阵。

是的，我在追求新的女主，
是战场上首遇的敌人；
要拥抱得加紧认真，
用剑，用马，用盾。

然而这一下的不志诚，
你也会加以崇敬；
亲爱的，我就不配真爱你了，
如果我不更爱我的荣名。

 

THE PAPS OF DANA James Stephens The mountains stand and stare around， 　　They are far too proud to speak， Altho'they are rooted in the ground 　　Up they go，peak after peak， Beyond the tallest house，and still 　　Soaring over tree and hill Until you'd think they'd never stop 　　Going up，top over top， Into the clouds——still I mark 　　That a sparrow pr a lark Flying just as high can sing 　　As if he'd not done anything. I think the mountains ought to be 　　Taught a little modesty.

月神的奶头* 吉姆司·斯提芬司 山岳岿然，雄视八荒， 气象庄严，无声无响， 植根大地，负势竟上， 宏涛排空，群峰低昂， 超越宫殿，凌彼森岗， 高入云表，争霸夺王， 不思举止，徒逞豪强。 我观云鸟，载翱载翔， 飞抵上苍，尽情歌唱， 自由自在，毫不夸张。 告彼山岳，宜稍谦让， 戒骄戒躁，好自思量。

THE PAPS OF DANA

James Stephens

The mountains stand and stare around，
　　They are far too proud to speak，
Altho'they are rooted in the ground
　　Up they go，peak after peak，
Beyond the tallest house，and still
　　Soaring over tree and hill
Until you'd think they'd never stop
　　Going up，top over top，
Into the clouds——still I mark
　　That a sparrow pr a lark
Flying just as high can sing
　　As if he'd not done anything.
I think the mountains ought to be
　　Taught a little modesty.

月神的奶头*

吉姆司·斯提芬司

山岳岿然，雄视八荒，
气象庄严，无声无响，
植根大地，负势竟上，
宏涛排空，群峰低昂，
超越宫殿，凌彼森岗，
高入云表，争霸夺王，
不思举止，徒逞豪强。
我观云鸟，载翱载翔，
飞抵上苍，尽情歌唱，
自由自在，毫不夸张。
告彼山岳，宜稍谦让，
戒骄戒躁，好自思量。

————
*爱尔兰人把山比作月神的奶头。Dana是凯尔特神话中的月神。

 

WINTER MOON Evelyn Scott A little white thistle moon Blown over the cold crags and fens: A little white thistle moon Blown across the frozen heather.

冬月 伊吾琳·司科特 初月如银钩， 吹过冰岩沼； 如钩初月白， 吹渡寒郊草。

WINTER MOON

Evelyn Scott

A little white thistle moon
Blown over the cold crags and fens:
A little white thistle moon
Blown across the frozen heather.

冬月

伊吾琳·司科特

初月如银钩，
吹过冰岩沼；
如钩初月白，
吹渡寒郊草。

 

WINDOW Carl Sandburg Night from a railroad car window Is a great, dark, soft thing Broken across with slashes of light.

窗 卡尔·桑德堡 火车窗中望见的夜， 是大而黑的柔软物体， 纵横带着光之鞭痕。

WINDOW

Carl Sandburg

Night from a railroad car window
Is a great, dark, soft thing
Broken across with slashes of light.  

窗

卡尔·桑德堡

火车窗中望见的夜，
是大而黑的柔软物体，
纵横带着光之鞭痕。

 

THE OUTCAST A.E Sometimes when alone At the dark close of day, Men meet an outlawed majesty And hurry away. They come to the lighted house; They talk to their dear; They crucify the mystery With words of good cheer. When love and life are over, And flight's at an end, On the outcast majesty They lean as a friend.

冥冥 艾·野 日暮夜已临， 寥寂就归路， 有时晤天君， 匆匆离之去。 灯火家中归； 亲人共谈笑； 用此欢乐声， 灭却彼玄妙。 爱情与生命， 大限终难逃， 天君冥冥中， 唯一之依靠。

THE OUTCAST

A.E

Sometimes when alone
At the dark close of day,
Men meet an outlawed majesty
And hurry away.

They come to the lighted house;
They talk to their dear;
They crucify the mystery
With words of good cheer.

When love and life are over,
And flight's at an end,
On the outcast majesty
They lean as a friend.

冥冥

艾·野

日暮夜已临，
寥寂就归路，
有时晤天君，
匆匆离之去。

灯火家中归；
亲人共谈笑；
用此欢乐声，
灭却彼玄妙。

爱情与生命，
大限终难逃，
天君冥冥中，
唯一之依靠。

 

THE MOUNTAINS ARE A LONELY FOLK Hamlin Garland The mountains they are silent folk; They stand afar -- alone, And the clouds that kiss their brows at night Hear neither sigh nor groan. Each bears him in his ordered place As soldiers do, and bold and high They fold their forests round their feet And bolster up the sky.

山岳是沉默的好汉 哈牟林·格朗德 山岳他们是沉默的好汉； 他们远远站着——孤孤单单， 夜间，云霞吻接他们的眉头， 听不出呻吟，听不出长叹。 都坚持着在自己的岗位上， 每一座都如同兵士一般， 把森林团结在自己的脚下， 高撑着苍穹，岿然勇敢。

THE MOUNTAINS ARE A LONELY FOLK

Hamlin Garland

The mountains they are silent folk;
They stand afar -- alone,
And the clouds that kiss their brows at night
Hear neither sigh nor groan.
Each bears him in his ordered place
As soldiers do, and bold and high
They fold their forests round their feet
And bolster up the sky.

山岳是沉默的好汉

哈牟林·格朗德

山岳他们是沉默的好汉；
他们远远站着——孤孤单单，
夜间，云霞吻接他们的眉头，
听不出呻吟，听不出长叹。
都坚持着在自己的岗位上，
每一座都如同兵士一般，
把森林团结在自己的脚下，
高撑着苍穹，岿然勇敢。

 

WHITECHAPEL Richard Aldington Noise; Iron hoofs, iron wheels, iron din Of drays and trams and feet passing; Iron Beaten to a vast mad cacophony. In vain the shrill, far cry Of swallows sweeping by; In vain the silence and green Of meadows Apriline; In vain the clear white rain -- Soot; mud; A nation maddened with labour; Interminable collision of energies -- Iron beating upon iron; Smoke whirling upwards, Speechless, impotent. In vain the shrill, far cry Of kittiwakes that fly Where the sea waves leap green. The meadows Apriline -- Noise, iron, smoke; Iron, iron, iron.

伦敦贫民区怀德洽陪尔 力却德·沃丁东 闹； 过路的货车、电车和脚下 铁的蹄，铁的轮，铁的喧嚣； 铁 打成了一片庞大的癫狂的不协调。 哪儿有掠过地面的燕子 尖锐地遥远地叫； 哪儿有四月的牧场 碧绿而静悄悄； 白净的雨也没有了—— 煤炭；泥淖； 国民以劳动而癫狂了； 种种力能的无止境的混淆—— 铁打上铁； 煤烟卷上云霄， 无语，无聊。 哪儿有海水的绿波跳跃， 飞着的小海鸥 在尖锐地、遥远地叫， 要找四月的牧场也徒劳—— 铁，煤烟，闹； 铁的轮，铁的蹄，铁的喧嚣。

WHITECHAPEL

Richard Aldington

Noise;
Iron hoofs, iron wheels, iron din
Of drays and trams and feet passing;
Iron
Beaten to a vast mad cacophony.

In vain the shrill, far cry
Of swallows sweeping by;
In vain the silence and green
Of meadows Apriline;
In vain the clear white rain --

Soot; mud;
A nation maddened with labour;
Interminable collision of energies --
Iron beating upon iron;
Smoke whirling upwards,
Speechless, impotent.

In vain the shrill, far cry
Of kittiwakes that fly
Where the sea waves leap green.
The meadows Apriline --

Noise, iron, smoke;
Iron, iron, iron.

伦敦贫民区怀德洽陪尔

力却德·沃丁东

闹；
过路的货车、电车和脚下
铁的蹄，铁的轮，铁的喧嚣；
铁
打成了一片庞大的癫狂的不协调。

哪儿有掠过地面的燕子
尖锐地遥远地叫；
哪儿有四月的牧场
碧绿而静悄悄；
白净的雨也没有了——

煤炭；泥淖；
国民以劳动而癫狂了；
种种力能的无止境的混淆——
铁打上铁；
煤烟卷上云霄，
无语，无聊。

哪儿有海水的绿波跳跃，
飞着的小海鸥
在尖锐地、遥远地叫，
要找四月的牧场也徒劳——

铁，煤烟，闹；
铁的轮，铁的蹄，铁的喧嚣。

 

HOKKU By Amy Lowell I Night lies beside me Chaste and cold as a sharp sword. It and I alone. II Staying in my room, I thought of the new spring leaves. That day was happy. III When the flower falls The leaf is no more cherished. Every day I fear. IV Laugh—it is nothing. To others you may seem gay, I watch with grieved eyes.

俳句 阿米·罗韦尔 （一） 夜睡在身边， 冰冷如一只利剑。 它和我孤单。 （二） 留在房栊中， 想到初春的葱茏。 幸福的辰光。 （三） 花朵已凋零， 叶子再无人过问。 我每日耽心。 （四） 笑——不是天真， 在别人或许高兴， 我颦着眼睛。

HOKKU

By Amy Lowell

I
Night lies beside me
Chaste and cold as a sharp sword.
It and I alone.

II
Staying in my room,
I thought of the new spring leaves.
That day was happy.

III
When the flower falls
The leaf is no more cherished.
Every day I fear.

IV
Laugh—it is nothing.
To others you may seem gay,
I watch with grieved eyes.

俳句

阿米·罗韦尔

（一）
夜睡在身边，
冰冷如一只利剑。
它和我孤单。

（二）
留在房栊中，
想到初春的葱茏。
幸福的辰光。

（三）
花朵已凋零，
叶子再无人过问。
我每日耽心。

（四）
笑——不是天真，
在别人或许高兴，
我颦着眼睛。

 

LIKE BARLEY BENDING Sara Teasdale Like barley bending In low fields by the sea, Singing in hard wind Ceaselessly. Like barley bending, And rising again, So would I, unbroken, Rise from pain; So would I softly, Day long, night long, Change my sorrow Into song.

象大麦那样 沙拉·迪斯德尔 象大麦那样 在海滨的低地， 在强劲的风中 不断地低吟，摇曳。 象大麦那样 吹倒又起来， 我也要不屈不挠地 把苦痛抛开。 我也要柔韧地， 不问昼夜多长， 要把我的悲哀 变成为歌唱

LIKE BARLEY BENDING

Sara Teasdale

Like barley bending
In low fields by the sea,
Singing in hard wind
Ceaselessly.

Like barley bending,
And rising again,
So would I, unbroken,
Rise from pain;

So would I softly,
Day long, night long,
Change my sorrow
Into song.

象大麦那样

沙拉·迪斯德尔

象大麦那样
在海滨的低地，
在强劲的风中
不断地低吟，摇曳。

象大麦那样
吹倒又起来，
我也要不屈不挠地
把苦痛抛开。

我也要柔韧地，
不问昼夜多长，
要把我的悲哀
变成为歌唱