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莎士比亚十四行诗第18首

Shall I compare thee to a summer's day?

能不能让我来把你比拟做夏日?

Thou art more lovely and more temperate.

你可是更加温和,更加可爱:

Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May,

狂风会吹落五月里开的好花儿,

And summer's lease hath all too short a date:

夏季的生命又未免结束得太快:

Sometimes too hot the eys of heaven shines,

有时候苍天的巨眼照得太灼热,

And often is his gold complexion dimmed;

他那金彩的脸色也会被遮暗;

And every fair from fair somethme declines,

每一样美呀,总会离开美而凋落,

By chance, or nature's changing course, untrimmed:

被时机或者自然的代谢所摧残;

But thy eternal summer shall not fade,

但是你永久的夏天决不会凋枯,

Nor lose possession of that fair thou owest;

你永远不会失去你美的仪态;

Nor shall Death brag thou wanderest in his shade

死神夸不着你在他的影子里踯躅,

When in eternal lines to time thou growest.

你将在不朽的诗中与时间同在;

So long as men can breathe or eyes can see,

只要人类在呼吸,眼睛看得见,

So long lives this, and this gives life to thee.

我这诗就活着,使你的生命绵延.

我一无所求

I asked nothing， only stood at the edge of the wood behind the tree.

我一无所求，只站在林边树后。

Languor was still upon the eyes of the dawn， and the dew in the air.

倦意还逗留在黎明的眼上，露润在空气里。

The lazy smell of the damp grass hung in the thin mist above the earth.

湿草的懒味悬垂在地面的薄雾中。

Under the banyan tree you were milking the cow with your hands， tender and fresh as butter.

在榕树下你用乳油般柔嫩的手挤着牛奶。

And I was standing still.

我沉静地站立着。

I did not come near you.

我没有走近你。

The sky woke with the sound of the gong at the temple.

天空和庙里的锣声一同醒起。

The dust was raised in the road from the hoofs of the driven cattle.

街尘在驱走的牛蹄下飞扬。

With the gurgling pitchers at their hips， women came from the river.

把汩汩发响的水瓶搂在腰上，女人们从河边走来。

Your bracelets were jingling， and foam brimming over the jar.

你的钏镯丁当，乳沫溢出罐沿。

The morning wore on and I did not come near you.

晨光渐逝而我没有步近你。

On a Stair I Stood

我站在楼梯上

Pierre de Ronsard

皮埃尔·龙萨

(English version by Humbert Wolfe)

英译 亨伯特·沃尔夫

Lately as dreaming on a stair I stood

不久前我站在楼梯上胡思乱想，

you passed me by, and, by looking on my face,

你从身边走过，看着我的面庞。

blinded my eyes with the immediate grace

你那突如其来的优雅，

of unanticpated neighboourhood.

让我的两眼顿时一片迷茫。

As lightning splits the clouds, my heart and blood

犹如闪电劈开云团，

split with your beatuty, and began to race,

无与伦比的美丽击碎了我的心脏;

now ice, now fever, shattered in their place

一阵像冰，一阵似火，

by that unparelleled beatitutde.

胸中的血液奔腾激荡。

And if you hand in passing had not beckoned--

那一晃而过的手白如天鹅，

your whiter hand than is the swan's white daughter,

向我示意，引我躲过死亡;

Helen, your eyes had wounded me to death.

海伦啊，你的眼睛有如刀剑，

But your hand saved me in the mortal second,

否则我将难逃那犀利的锋芒。

and your triumphant eyes the moment after

顷刻之间你让你的俘虏恢复了气息，

revived their captive with an alms of breath.

你的眼里闪耀胜利的辉光。

Dreams 梦想---Langston HughesHold fast to dreams 紧紧抓住梦想， For if dreams die 梦想若是消亡Life is a broken-winged bird 生命就象鸟儿折了翅膀 That can never fly. 再也不能飞翔 Hold fast to dreams 紧紧抓住梦想，For when dreams go 梦想若是消丧Life is a barren field 生命就象贫瘠的荒野，Frozen only with snow 雪覆冰封，万物不再生长

1、One

I heard the echo, from the valleys and the heart.

我听见回声，来自山谷和心间。

Open to the lonely soul of sickle harvesting.

以寂寞的镰刀收割空旷的灵魂。

Repeat outrightly, but also repeat the well-being of.

不断地重复决绝，又重复幸福。

Eventually swaying in the desert oasis.

终有绿洲摇曳在沙漠。

I believe I am,

我相信自己，

Born as the bright summer flowers.

生来如同璀璨的夏日之花。

Do not withered undefeated fiery demon rule.

不凋不败，妖冶如火。

Heart rate and breathing to bear the load of the cumbersome，Bored.

承受心跳的负荷和呼吸的累赘，乐此不疲。

2、Two

I heard the music, from the moon and carcass.

我听见音乐，来自月光和胴体。

Auxiliary extreme aestheticism bait to capture misty.

辅极端的诱饵捕获飘渺的唯美。

Filling the intense life, but also filling the pure.

一生充盈着激烈，又充盈着纯然。

There are always memories throughout the earth.

总有回忆贯穿于世间。

I believe I am.

我相信自己，

Died as the quiet beauty of autumn leaves.

死时如同静美的秋日落叶。

Sheng is not chaos, smoke gesture.

不盛不乱，姿态如烟。

Even wilt also retained bone proudly Qing Feng muscle，Occult.

即便枯萎也保留丰肌清骨的傲然，玄之又玄。

3、Three

She walks in beauty，like the night，

她走在美的光彩中，

Of cloudless climes and starry skies。

如夜晚皎洁无云而且繁星漫天。

And all that's best of dark and bright，

明与暗的最美妙的色泽，

Meet in her aspect and her eyes。

在她的仪容和秋波里呈现。

Thus mellow'd to that tender light，

耀目的白日只嫌光线过强，

Which heaven to gaudy day denies。

它比那光亮柔和且幽暗。

One shade the more，one ray the less，

增一分影，减一线光，

Had half impair'd the nameless grace。

就会损害这难言的美。

Which waves in every raven tress，

美波动在她乌黑的发上，

Or softly lightens o'er her face。

轻轻悄悄地照亮她的脸。

Where thoughts serenely sweet express，

在那脸庞，恬静的思绪，

How pure，how dear their dwelling-place。

指明它的来处，纯洁且珍贵。

And on that cheek，and o'er that brow，

于脸颊处，置眉宇间，

So soft，so calm，yet eloquent。

如此温和，平静，而又脉脉含情。

The smiles that win，the tints that glow，

那迷人的微笑，那容颜的光彩，

But tell of days in goodness spent。

都在诉说着那美好的善良。

A mind at peace with all below，

一种精神安于世间的一切，

A heart whose love is innocent。

一颗心中爱慕永远的无邪。

4、Four

I believe that all can hear.

我相信一切能够听见。

Even anticipate discrete, I met the other their own.

甚至预见离散，遇见另一个自己。

Some can not grasp the moment.

而有些瞬间无法把握。

Left to the East to go West, the dead must not return to nowhere.

任凭东走西顾，逝去的必然不返。

See, I wear Zan Flowers on my head, in full bloom along the way all the way.

请看我头置簪花，一路走来一路盛开。

Frequently missed some, but also deeply moved by wind, frost, snow or rain.

频频遗漏一些，又深陷风霜雨雪的感动。

五、Five

Hold fast to dreams,

紧紧抓住梦想，

For if dreams die.

梦想若是消亡。

Life is a broken-winged bird ,

生命就象鸟儿折了翅膀,

That can never fly.

再也不能飞翔

Hold fast to dreams，

紧紧抓住梦想，

For when dreams go.

梦想若是消丧。

Life is a barren field，

生命就像贫瘠的荒野，

Frozen only with snow。

雪覆冰封，万物不再生长。