致舍妹

威廉姆·华兹华斯

To My Sister

William Wordsworth (1770 - 1850)

今天是三月第一个暖阳，

分分钟都变得更美妙，

门旁高高的落叶松树上，

咱的知更鸟唱着小调。

空气里弥漫着吉祥祝福，

一股快乐气息感受到，

传遍山岗与光秃秃的树，

绿色田野里茵茵芳草。

妹子啊！我是这么希望，

我们的早餐已经用过，

快点，来出门感受阳光，

先放一放上午的活。

爱德华会来陪伴你，求求你，

赶紧去换上你的迷彩裙，

不用带书，今天这日子里，

我们就去散散心。

再不许枯燥无聊的杂务，

操纵我们的日历，

朋友啊，从今由我们作主，

决定一年开春之际。

爱，已在普天下盎然，

在心灵之间悄悄地飞掠，

从人间到大地，大地到人间，

恰是此时的感觉。

这一时刻给我们的享受，

远远补偿了多年辛苦，

我们的心就要畅饮不休，

这季节的花酿醇露。

我们一定要长期遵从，

这心领神会的定律：

让我们在未来的岁月中，

心情似今天这样欢愉。

凭借这一股美好的春潮，

激涌在天地四方，

我们将自己的灵魂塑造，

让身心爱意激扬。

来吧，我的小妹，求求你，

赶紧去换上你的迷彩裙，

不用带书，今天这日子里，

我们就去散散心。

It is the first mild day of March:

Each minute sweeter than before

The redbreast sings from the tall larch

That stands beside our door.

There is a blessing in the air,

Which seems a sense of joy to yield

To the bare trees, and mountains bare,

And grass in the green field.

My sister! ('tis a wish of mine)

Now that our morning meal is done,

Make haste, your morning task resign;

Come forth and feel the sun.

Edward will come with you;--and, pray,

Put on with speed your woodland dress;

And bring no book: for this one day

We'll give to idleness.

No joyless forms shall regulate

Our living calendar:

We from to-day, my Friend, will date

The opening of the year.

Love, now a universal birth,

From heart to heart is stealing,

From earth to man, from man to earth:

--It is the hour of feeling.

One moment now may give us more

Than years of toiling reason:

Our minds shall drink at every pore

The spirit of the season.

Some silent laws our hearts will make,

Which they shall long obey:

We for the year to come may take

Our temper from to-day.

And from the blessed power that rolls

About, below, above,

We'll frame the measure of our souls:

They shall be tuned to love.

Then come, my Sister! come, I pray,

With speed put on your woodland dress;

And bring no book: for this one day

We'll give to idleness.