悼念余光中先生——附译诗《雪夜林畔小驻》
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STOPPING BY WOODS ON A SNOWY EVENING
雪夜林畔小驻
Whose woods these are I think I know.
His house is in the village though;
He will not see me stopping here
To watch his woods fill up with snow.
我想我认得这座森林,
林主的房子就在前村;
却看不见我在此歇马,
看他林中飘满的雪景。
My little horse must think it queer
To stop without a farmhouse near
Between the woods and frozen lake
The darkest evening of the year.
我的小马一定很惊讶,
周围望不见什么人家,
竟在一年最暗的黄昏,
寒林和冰湖之间停下。
He gives his harness bells a shake
To ask if there is some mistake.
The only other sound’s the sweep
Of easy wind and downy flake.
马儿摇响身上的串铃,
问我这地方该不该停。
此外只有轻风拂雪片,
再也听不见其他声音。
The woods are lovely, dark and deep,
But I have promises to keep,
And miles to go before I sleep,
And miles to go before I sleep.
森林又暗又深真可羡,
但是我已经有约在先,
还要赶多少路才安眠,
还要赶多少路才安眠。
再附先生本人翻译的英文版《乡愁》:
NOSTALGIA
When I was young,
Nostalgia was a tiny, tiny stamp,
Me on this side,
Mother on the other side.
When I grew up,
Nostalgia was a narrow boat ticket,
Me on this side,
My bride on the other side.
But later on,
Nostalgia was a lowly grave,
Me on the outside,
Mother on the inside.
And at present,
Nostalgia becomes a shallow strait,
Me on this side,
Mainland on the other side.

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