春

杰拉德·霍普金斯

Spring

Gerard Manley Hopkins (1844 -1889)

没有什么如春天这般美丽 –

野草荡漾, 可爱、丰胰与修长。

画眉鸟之卵若微小的天堂，

于林间的回声在耳中荡涤，

聆听他的歌唱若电闪冲击。

梨树叶儿与花朵透明油亮，

触摸天降之纯青，深蓝奔忙。

追逐的羊羔也兴奋地嬉戏。

什么是这眼前的琼汁欢快？

伊甸园始大地一系列甜蜜。

去拥有，获取，趁它还未变坏，

被玷污，基督，主啊，遭罪变瘠，

少男少女思无邪青春年代，

圣女之子啊，你的心往神怡。

Nothing is so beautiful as spring --

When weeds, in wheels, shoot long and lovely and lush;

Thrush's eggs look little low heavens, and thrush

Through the echoing timber does so rinse and wring

The ear, it strikes like lightnings to hear him sing;

The glassy peartree leaves and blooms, they brush

The descending blue; that blue is all in a rush

With richness; the racing lambs too have fair their fling.

What is all this juice and all this joy?

A strain of the earth's sweet being in the beginning

In Eden garden. -- Have, get, before it cloy,

Before it cloud, Christ, lord, and sour with sinning,

Innocent mind and Mayday in girl and boy,

Most, O maid's child, thy choice and worthy the winning.