Broad and yellow is the evening light

By/Anna Akhmatova

Broad and yellow is the evening light

Tender the April coolness

You are many years late,

How happy I am to see you.

Sit here close to me

And look on joyfully:

Here is a blue composition book

With the poems of my childhood.

Forgive me that I ignored the sun

And that I lived in sorrow

Forgive, forgive that I

Mistook too many others for you.

傍晚的光线金黄而辽远

作者/[俄]阿赫玛托娃

傍晚的光线金黄而辽远

四月的清爽如此温情

你迟到了许多年

可我依然为你的到来而高兴

请来坐到我身边

用你快乐的眼睛细看

这本蓝色的练习册

上面写满我少年的诗篇

请原谅我生活的不幸

我很少为阳光而快乐

请原谅，原谅我，为了你

我接受的东西实在太多

Rain at night

夜雨

作者/白居易

翻译/风木白

I think of someone, she’s far away from me.

I think of something, it’s deep buried in me.

Far away she is, I look into the distance everyday.

Deep buried it is, I sigh with my sorrow everynight.

Dim lights shine, alone I am in the room,

The wind howls, heavy the rain is in thenight,

Yet autumn has not come. Alas,

How can I get thee off my mind?

O how I wish, I’ve learned the monastic way.

夜雨

唐代：白居易

我有所念人，隔在远远乡。

我有所感事，结在深深肠。

乡远去不得，无日不瞻望。

肠深解不得，无夕不思量。

况此残灯夜，独宿在空堂。

秋天殊未晓，风雨正苍苍。

不学头陀法，前心安可忘。

译文

我有着深深思念的人，相隔在远远的他乡。

我有所感怀的事情，深深的埋在心里。

她在遥远的他乡不能靠近，我没有一天不遥望它。

内心痛苦万分却无处化解，日日夜夜未曾停止思念。

这样枯灯黄卷的长夜，孤独与我一起对坐空堂。

秋天尚未来临，却已风雨纷纷。

不曾学过苦行僧的佛法，叫我如何忘记曾经的过往！

注释

乡：家乡。

瞻望：往远处或高处看，敬仰并寄以希望。

夕：日落的时候：夕阳。夕照。朝夕相处。无夕：日日夜夜。

残灯：不好的事。夜：黑夜，代指前途的黑暗。

空堂：空屋。

晓：到来，来临。

正：此时。苍苍：纷纷。

头陀：苦行僧。

安：怎么。

假如我今生无缘遇到你

——《吉檀迦利》的第79首

作者/泰戈尔

翻译/冰心

If it is not my portion to meet thee inthis life

假如我今生无缘遇到你，

then let me ever feel that I have missedthy sight

就让我永远感到恨不相逢

---let me not forget for a moment,

让我念念不忘，

let me carry the pangs of this sorrow in mydreams and in my wakeful hours.

让我在醒时梦中都怀带着这悲哀的苦痛。

As my days pass in the crowded market ofthis world and my hands grow full with the daily profits,

当我的日子在世界的闹市中度过，我的双手捧着每日的赢利的时候，

let me ever feel that I have gained nothing

让我永远觉得我是一无所获——

---let me not forget for a moment,

让我念念不忘，

let me carry the pangs of this sorrow in mydreams and in my wakeful hours.

让我在醒时梦中都怀带着这悲哀的苦痛。

When I sit by the roadside, tired andpanting, when I spread my bed low in the dust,

当我坐在路边疲乏喘息，当我在尘土中铺设卧具，

let me ever feel that the long journey isstill before me

让我永远记着前面还有悠悠的长路

---let me not forget a moment,

让我念念不忘，

let me carry the pangs of this sorrow in mydreams and in my wakeful hours.

让我在醒时梦中都怀带着这悲哀的苦痛。

When my rooms have been decked out and theflutes sound and the laughter there is loud,

当我的屋子装饰好了、萧笛吹起、欢笑声喧的时候，

let me ever feel that I have not invitedthee to my house

让我永远觉得我还没有请你光临

---let me not forget for a moment,

让我念念不忘，

let me carry the pangs of this sorrow in mydreams and in my wakeful hours.

让我在醒时梦中都怀带着这悲哀的苦痛。

Meeting at Night

夜晚来相会

BY ROBERT BROWNING

作者/罗伯特·勃朗宁（英国）

I

The grey sea and the long black land;

And the yellow half-moon large and low;

And the startled little waves that leap

In fiery ringlets from their sleep,

As I gain the cove with pushing prow,

And quench its speed i' the slushy sand.

II

Then a mile of warm sea-scented beach;

Three fields to cross till a farm appears;

A tap at the pane, the quick sharp scratch

And blue spurt of a lighted match,

And a voice less loud, thro' its joys andfears,

Than the two hearts beating each to each!

灰莽的海，黑长的岸；

金色的半月大而低；

微波从沉睡中惊起，

火一般地翻腾起阵阵涟漪，

当我驾船迅速驶向海湾，

船却戛然扎进泥潭。

而后是一英里海香暖人的沙滩；

穿过三块田地才见一个农场；

轻轻叩响窗棂，

一个尖锐的打火声，

火柴迅速燃起，

蓝光明净而耀眼，

似惊似喜，口中搅动着

声响不高的话语。

两颗跳动的心紧紧相融。

A Broken Appointment

by Thomas Hardy

You did not come,

And marching Time drew on, and wore me numb,——

Yet less for loss of your dear presencethere

Than that I thus found lacking in your make

That high compassion which can overbear

Reluctance for pure lovingkindness' sake

Grieved I, when, as the hope-hour strokedits sum，

You did not come.

You love me not.

And love alone can lend you loyalty:

-I know and knew it. But, unto the store

Of human deeds divine in all but name，

Was it not worth a little hour or more

To add yet this: Once you, a woman, came

To soothe a time-torn man; even though itbe

You love me not.

译文：

一次失约

托马斯·哈代

你没有来，

而时光却沙沙地流去，使我发呆。

倒不是惋惜失掉了相见的甜蜜，

是因为我由此看出你的天性

缺乏那种最高的怜悯——尽管不乐意，

出于纯粹的仁慈也能成全别人，

当指盼的钟点敲过，你没有来，

我感到悲哀。

你并不爱我，

而只有爱情才能使你忠诚于我；

——我明白，早就明白。但费一两小时

给除名义外全然圣洁的人类行为

又为何不增添一件好事：

你，作为一个女人，曾一度抚慰

一个为时光折磨的男人，即便说

你并不爱我。

作者介绍：

托马斯·哈代（1840-1928） 英国伟大的现实主义作家、诗人。主要作品有小说《苔丝》、《还乡》，诗集《韦塞克斯诗集》、《今昔诗集》、《时光的笑柄》、《早期与晚期抒情诗》、诗剧《列王》等。

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A Broken Appointment

by Thomas Hardy

You did not come,

And marching Time drew on, and wore me numb,——

Yet less for loss of your dear presencethere

Than that I thus found lacking in your make

That high compassion which can overbear

Reluctance for pure lovingkindness' sake

Grieved I, when, as the hope-hour strokedits sum，

You did not come.

You love me not.

And love alone can lend you loyalty:

-I know and knew it. But, unto the store

Of human deeds divine in all but name，

Was it not worth a little hour or more

To add yet this: Once you, a woman, came

To soothe a time-torn man; even though itbe

You love me not.

译文：

一次失约

托马斯·哈代

你没有来，

而时光却沙沙地流去，使我发呆。

倒不是惋惜失掉了相见的甜蜜，

是因为我由此看出你的天性

缺乏那种最高的怜悯——尽管不乐意，

出于纯粹的仁慈也能成全别人，

当指盼的钟点敲过，你没有来，

我感到悲哀。

你并不爱我，

而只有爱情才能使你忠诚于我；

——我明白，早就明白。但费一两小时

给除名义外全然圣洁的人类行为

又为何不增添一件好事：

你，作为一个女人，曾一度抚慰

一个为时光折磨的男人，即便说

你并不爱我。

作者介绍：

托马斯·哈代（1840-1928） 英国伟大的现实主义作家、诗人。主要作品有小说《苔丝》、《还乡》，诗集《韦塞克斯诗集》、《今昔诗集》、《时光的笑柄》、《早期与晚期抒情诗》、诗剧《列王》等。

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When Do I Think of You?

当我思念你

作者：Joe Fazio

When Do I Think of You?

I think of you in the peace,

solitude and stillness of the early a.m.,

For you are tranquility.

我在清晨思念你

孤独而静寂，因为

你安静地在梦里。

I think of you on an ocean’s front,

For you are the roar of the waves,

The power of the sea, and the salt in theair.

我在海边思念你，

因为你是咆哮的波浪，

咸味的空气，大海的力量。

I think of you amidst a crowd

And the chorus of city sounds.

For that is my song, and you are the music.

我在人群和城市的

合唱中思念你

因为这是我的歌，而音乐是你。

You are my first thought of each new day,

And the last image I glimpse,

As my eyes are closed upon a featheredpillow.

每天醒来我第一个想到的就是你，

我闭上双眼头靠枕，

见到的最后形象也是你。

In that secret place called sleep, it isyou that

I search for through shades

of darkness and clouds of cotton.

在那个叫做梦的神秘之地，

穿过黑暗的影和棉花的云，

我要找寻的就是你。

When do I think of you?

Every moment of my life.

And, when the final sleep does come

And if there is thought...

It will be of you.

我何时思念你？

在我生命的每一刻。

当最后的长眠来临，

如果还有思想…

想念的还是你。

Drinking Wine

醉酒

By/WislawaSzymborska

作者/辛波斯卡

He looked, andgave me beauty,

and I took it asif mine.

Happy, Iswallowed a star.

I allowed myselfto be

invented in thelikeness

of the reflectionin his eyes.

I am dancing, dancing

in the flutter ofsudden wings.

A table is atable.

Wine is wine in aglass

that is just aglass and stands

standing on atable. While

I am imaginary

to the point ofno belief,

imaginary

to the point ofblood.

I am telling him

what he want tohear: ants

dying of loveunder

the constellationof the dandelion.

I swear that awhite rose,

sprinkled withwine, sings.

I am laughing,tilting

my head carefully

as if checking aninvention

I am dancing,dancing

in astonishedskin, in

an embrace thatcreates me.

Eve from a rib,Venus from sea-foam,

Minerva fromJove's head––

all were morereal than I.

When he stopslooking at me

I search for myreflection

on a wall. I seeonly

a nail from whicha picture

has been removed

他的一瞥，添了我的媚态，

我将它占为己有。

我幸福地吞下一颗星。

我允许自己被想入非非，

仿效着自己在他眼中的样子。

我跳舞，跳舞，跳舞，迅速地抖动翅膀。

椅子是椅子，酒是酒，

在酒杯中，酒杯立在那儿，就立在那儿。

唯有我是虚构的，是幻想中的，

令人难以置信，

如此虚幻，使我痛苦。

我给他讲故事：

在蒲公英的星座下殉情的蚂蚁。

我发誓，要是你撒上酒，白玫瑰就会歌唱。

我大笑，脑袋谨慎地前倾，像在观察幻想如何发生。

我跳舞，跳舞，

在我不知所措的皮肤内部，在他创造我的怀里。

出自肋骨的夏娃，出自大海泡沫的维纳斯，

出自朱庇特头颅的密涅瓦——她们三个都比我真实。

当他不再看我，我努力追寻我于墙上的幻觉

我看见一枚钉子，

一幅画挂着，一如往常。

Waiting for a Train in the Land of Poetry

等待诗里的火车

作者：任先青

I'm waiting for a train in the land ofpoetry.

我在等待诗里的一列火车

Waiting in hope for its clanging sounds andforceful roaring past!

等待它 铿锵的足音 凌厉的啸呼

Let its display of great momentum shock meand traverse me.

大气磅礴 震撼我 穿越我

As if eager for a grand celebration toapproach, I'm the very first

仿佛等待一次盛大庆典 我率先

to hear my own thumping heart.

听到自己嘭嘭的心跳

With the classics open, thoughts of lovegrowing, and my bones elongating,

经典打开 情思渐盛 骨骼拔节

the train speeds up, laden withflowers—fresh, vivid, and profuse…

鲜活 饱和 火车满载花朵疾驶而来……

Thereupon, who cares if I'm driven to jointhe Liangshan rebels by a pile of words and expressions?

于斯 我已不在乎被一摞词语逼上梁山

I don't mind that I grow melons in empty spacesbut reap beans;

不在乎 空格地里种瓜得豆

I don't mind being misread by you or thesepreposterous times.

不在乎 被你和尖刻的生活 误读

The Sad Zither

锦瑟

作者：李商隐

翻译：许渊冲

Why should the sad zither have fiftystrings?

Each string, each strain evokes butvanished springs:

Dim morning dream to be a butterfly;

Amorous heart poured out in cuckoo’s cry.

In moonlit pearls see tears in mermaid’seyes;

From sunburnt jade in Blue Field let smokerise.

Such feeling cannot be recalled again:

It seemed lost even when it was felt then.

锦瑟

李商隐（813-858）

锦瑟无端五十弦，一弦一柱思华年。

庄生晓梦迷蝴蝶，望帝春心托杜鹃。

沧海月明珠有泪，蓝田日暖玉生烟。

此情可待成追忆，只是当时已惘然。