61. A Route of Evanescence

幻灭之路

 

A Route of Evanescence

With a revolving Wheel --

A Resonance of Emerald --

A Rush of Cochineal --

And every Blossom on the Bush

Adjusts its tumbled Head --

The mail from Tunis, probably,

An easy Morning's Ride –

 

幻灭之路

车轮旋转-

翡翠共鸣-

胭脂虫涌动-

而灌木丛里的每朵花

调整其低垂的头颅-

从突尼斯来的邮车

也许有一个悠闲的晨递 –

 

 

62. I never lost as much but twice

我从未失去很多，就两次

 

I never lost as much but twice,

And that was in the sod.

Twice have I stood a beggar

Before the door of God!

 

我从未失去很多 就两次

一次是在草地上

再次 我是一个站在

上帝门前的乞丐！

 

Angels -- twice descending

Reimbursed my store --

Burglar! Banker -- Father!

I am poor once more!

 

天使们- 两次降临

偿还我的商店-

窃贼！银行家- 父亲！

我再次贫穷！

 

 

63. It sifts from Leaden Sieves

它从铅灰色的筛子筛出

 

It sifts from Leaden Sieves --

It powders all the Wood.

It fills with Alabaster Wool

The Wrinkles of the Road --

 

它从铅灰色的筛子筛出 -

粉刷了整个森林

它用雪白的羊毛

填充道路的皱纹-

 

It makes an Even Face

Of Mountain, and of Plain --

Unbroken Forehead from the East

Unto the East again --

 

它让山峦和平原

面貌平整-

绵延的额头

从东再到东 -

 

It reaches to the Fence --

It wraps it Rail by Rail

Till it is lost in Fleeces --

It deals Celestial Vail

 

它抵达围栏-

将一根根栏柱裹缠

直到其消失在羊毛绒里-

它送来上天的奖赏

 

To Stump, and Stack -- and Stem --

A Summer's empty Room --

Acres of Joints, where Harvests were,

Recordless, but for them --

 

修理 堆积–尘封 -

一个夏天空置的房间-

连接万顷田野 那里

即将收成无量--

 

It Ruffles Wrists of Posts

As Ankles of a Queen --

Then stills its Artisans -- like Ghosts --

Denying they have been –

 

它竖起邮递员的手腕

像女王脚踝那样-

然后升华匠心- 像鬼魂 -

否认自己的光临 –

 

 

64. On this wondrous sea

在这个奇妙的海上

 

On this wondrous sea

Sailing silently,

Ho! Pilot, ho!

Knowest thou the shore

Where no breakers roar --

Where the storm is o'er?

 

在这个奇妙的海上

静静地扬帆

哦！舵手，哦！

你是否知道岸边

波涛是否汹涌-

风暴是否溃退？

 

In the peaceful west

Many the sails at rest --

The anchors fast --

Thither I pilot thee --

Land Ho! Eternity!

Ashore at last!

 

在宁静的西边

众多帆船憩息-

锚牢固地停泊-

那里我为你引航-

大地哦！我永恒的大地！

我们终于靠岸！

 

 

65. The Guest is gold and crimson

黄金和深红色的来宾

 

The Guest is gold and crimson --

An Opal guest and gray --

Of Ermine is his doublet --

His Capuchin gay --

 

金黄和深红色的来宾-

一个猫眼石般的客人-

身穿灰色的貂皮-

快乐地布道-

 

He reaches town at nightfall --

He stops at every door --

Who looks for him at morning

I pray him too -- explore

The Lark's pure territory –

Or the Lapwing's shore!

 

夜晚他入镇-

在每个门前停留–

我也为清晨寻找他

的人祈祷 – 探索

云雀纯洁的栖息地 -

或田凫之岸！

 

 

66. A word is dead

一个字死了

 

A word is dead

When it is said,

Some say.

 

有人说

当一个字被提及

它就死了

 

I say it just

Begins to live

 

我说

它的生命才刚刚开始

 

 

67. Ample make this Bed --

充裕整理床铺

 

Ample make this Bed --

Make this Bed with Awe --

In it wait till Judgment break

Excellent and Fair

 

充裕整理床铺-

以敬畏之心整理床铺-

在床上等待 直到评判突破

杰出和公平

 

Be its Mattress straight --

Be its Pillow round --

Let no Sunrise' yellow noise

Interrupt this Ground --

 

床垫直吗-

枕头圆吗-

别让日出的‘黄色噪音’

扰乱此地 –

 

 

68. Frequently the wood are pink

森林通常粉红

 

Frequently the wood are pink --

Frequently are brown.

Frequently the hills undress

Behind my native town

 

森林通常粉红-

通常棕色

通常我故乡后面的

山峦脱下衣裳

 

Oft a head is crested

I was wont to see --

And as oft a cranny

Where it used to be --

And the Earth -- they tell me --

On its Axis turned!

Wonderful Rotation!

By but twelve performed!

 

通常有一个带饰蒄的头

我不常看它-

它常常像

曾经存在的裂隙-

地球 – 他们告诉我 -

沿它的中轴运转！

精彩的旋转！

十二小时一次的表演！

 

 

69. He ate and drank the precious Words --

他食入和饮入珍贵的词汇 –

 

He ate and drank the precious Words --

His Spirit grew robust --

He knew no more that he was poor,

Nor that his frame was Dust --

 

他食入和饮入珍贵的词汇 –

他精力充沛-

他不再知道他贫穷

不再知道他的躯体是灰尘-

 

He danced along the dingy Days

And this Bequest of Wings

Was but a Book -- What Liberty

A loosened spirit brings –

 

他沿乏味的日子舞蹈

这遗赠的翅膀

不过是一本书 – 宽松的

心灵  能带来怎样的自由 –

 

 

70. I never told the buried gold

我从未说出埋藏的黄金

 

I never told the buried gold

Upon the hill -- that lies --

I saw the sun -- his plunder done

Crouch low to guard his prize.

 

我从未说出

那座躺卧的山峦之上- 埋藏着黄金 -

我看见太阳 – 完成它的掠夺

匍匐低处 守护它的奖品

 

He stood as near

As stood you here --

A pace had been between --

Did but a snake bisect the brake

My life had forfeit been.

 

它站很近

与你站得一样近-

一步之差-

犹如一条蛇与刹车交汇

我的生命就已丧失

 

That was a wondrous booty --

I hope 'twas honest gained.

Those were the fairest ingots

That ever kissed the spade!

 

这是一个奇妙的战利品-

我希望它是诚实的收获

这些都是最良好的铸锭

从未被铲子发现！

 

Whether to keep the secret --

Whether to reveal --

Whether as I ponder

Kidd will sudden sail --

 

是否保守这个秘密-

是否发掘它-

是否像我所想那样

基德会突然起航-

 

Could a shrewd advise me

We might e'en divide --

Should a shrewd betray me --

Atropos decide!

 

一个精明者能给我忠告吗

我们很可能有分歧-

一个精明者会背叛我吗-

命运之神来决定！

 

注：阿特洛波斯(Atropos)是命运三女神之一，其它两位命运之神是希神和罗神。

 

 

71. It's all I have to bring today

这是我今天得带来的所有

 

It's all I have to bring today --

This, and my heart beside --

This, and my heart, and all the fields --

And all the meadows wide --

Be sure you count -- should I forget

Someone the sum could tell --

This, and my heart, and all the Bees

Which in the Clover dwell

 

这是今天我得带来的所有-

这个 我的心 此外-

还是这个 我的心 以及所有的原野 -

所有宽阔的草地-

你一定得算上 – 如果我忘记

某些东西  但总数可以显示-

这个 和我的心  还有

所有居住于三叶草的蜜蜂

 

 

72. My wheel is in the dark!

我的轮子在黑暗中！

 

My wheel is in the dark!

I cannot see a spoke

Yet know its dripping feet

Go round and round.

 

我的轮子在黑暗中！

我看不到一条轮辐

然而知道它滴水的脚

转动走着

 

My foot is on the Tide!

An unfrequented road --

Yet have all roads

A clearing at the end --

 

我的脚走在潮汐上！

一条不常关顾的路-

然而所有的道路

最终都会变清彻-

 

Some have resigned the Loom --

Some in the busy tomb

Find quaint employ --

 

一些放弃了织机-

一些住进繁忙的坟墓里

找到古雅的工作-

 

Some with new -- stately feet --

Pass royal through the gate --

Flinging the problem back

At you and I!

 

一些以新颖庄严的脚-

通过门廊传递王者之气-

将问题抛还给

你与我！

 

 

73. She died -- this was the way she died

她死了 - 这是她离世的方式

 

She died -- this was the way she died.

And when her breath was done

Took up her simple wardrobe

And started for the sun

 

她死了- 这是她离世的方式

当她呼吸停止

她拿起简单的行装

开始奔向太阳

 

Her little figure at the gate

The Angels must have spied,

Since I could never find her

Upon the mortal side

 

天使必已看到

她细小的身子站在天堂门口

因为我将永远

在凡界找不到她

 

 

74. She sweeps with many-colored Brooms

她用彩色扫帚扫地

 

She sweeps with many-colored Brooms --

And leaves the Shreds behind --

Oh Housewife in the Evening West --

Come back, and dust the Pond!

 

她用彩色的笤帚扫地-

并把碎片放在身后-

哦 傍晚西边的主妇-

归来吧 打扫池塘！

 

You dropped a Purple Ravelling in --

You dropped an Amber thread --

And how you've littered all the East

With duds of Emerald!

 

你扔掉一个紫色的狂欢-

你扔掉一束琥珀串-

你如何在东方

撒落翡翠碎片！

 

And still, she plies her spotted Brooms,

And still the Aprons fly,

Till Brooms fade softly into stars --

And then I come away –

 

她依然使用斑驳的笤帚

围裙依然飞舞

直到笤帚轻轻褪色变成星宿-

然后我离开 –

 

 

75. That after Horror -- that 'twas us

恐怖之后 - 那是我们

 

That after Horror -- that 'twas us --

That passed the mouldering Pier --

Just as the Granite Crumb let go --

Our Savior, by a Hair --

 

恐怖之后- 那是我们 -

经过腐烂的-

像花岗岩碎屑般码头-

差一点错过 我们的救主-

 

A second more, had dropped too deep

For Fisherman to plumb --

The very profile of the Thought

Puts Recollection numb --

 

又一次 坠落太深

让渔夫无法探测

完全的思想轮廓

让回忆麻木-

 

The possibility -- to pass

Without a Moment's Bell --

Into Conjecture's presence --

Is like a Face of Steel --

That suddenly looks into ours

With a metallic grin --

The Cordiality of Death --

Who drills his Welcome in –

 

通过 - 没有时刻的钟

进入猜想世界 -

其可能性-

就像一尊钢铁的面孔-

带着金属的笑容

突然看透我们 -

死亡的热忱-

操练它的欢迎仪式 –

 

 

 

诗人简介

 

     狄金森(1830—1886)，美国著名女诗人。1830年12月10日出生于美国马萨诸塞州当时还是个小镇的艾默斯特；在艾默斯特学校受完中等教育又入芒特霍利约克女子学院就读不足一年。从25岁开始，弃绝社交，在家务劳动之余埋头写诗；到1886年5月15日，由于肾脏疾患而在昏迷中离去时，已给人间留下了自成一格、独放异彩、数量可观的诗篇。 在她生前，她的诗只有10首公开发表过；其余的都是她死后30年内由亲友整理、结集，陆续出版的。

     她的诗公开发表后，得到了越来越高的评价。经过半个世纪反复品评、深入研究，狄金森作为对美国文学作出了重大独创性贡献的大诗人的地位已经确立。有人断言她是公元前7世纪莎弗以来西方最杰出的女诗人，有人就驾驭英语的能力而言，甚至把她和莎士比亚相提并论。几乎在任何一部美国诗文选集中，狄金森的诗都占有显著的地位；她的诗拥有众多的读者，产生了深远的影响；和惠特曼的诗一样，已被公认为标志着美国诗歌新纪元的里程碑。

      狄金森对诗歌的传统规范表现了不驯的叛逆姿态。狄金森倾向于微观、内省，艺术气质近乎“婉约”。

 

About the poet

 

Dickinson (1830-1886), a well-known American poet, was born in Amherst, Massachusetts. She was educated at Amherst Academy (1834-47) and Mount Holyoke Female Seminary (1847-48). At the age of 25, she rejected all social activities and focused on her poetry writing apart from housework. She died in a coma on May 15, 1886 due to kidney failure. She has left behind a considerable number of unique and splendid poems, although she only published 10 poems in her lifetime. The rest were collected and published in 30 years after her death by her relatives and friends.

After publishing, her poems have highly been recognized. After repeated evaluation and in-depth study for half a century, Dickinson's status as a great poet who has made a significant and original contribution to American literature has been established. She was asserted as the most prominent poetess in the west since Sappho of the 7th century BC. In terms of the ability to command the English language, some even put her on a par with Shakespeare. Almost in all American poetry anthologies, Dickinson's poetry occupies a prominent and profoundly influential place. Her poems have a large scale of readership. Comparable to Walt Whitman's poetry, her poetry works marks a milestone in a new era of American poetry.

        The style of her first efforts was fairly conventional, but after years of practice she began to give room for experiments. Often written in the meter of hymns, her poems dealt not only with issues of death, faith and immortality, but also with nature, domesticity, and the power and limits of language. Dickinson's poetry represents an unruly rebellious attitude toward the traditional norms, with a graceful temperament for subtlety, introspection and artistry.