Lily4ever

She Walks in Beauty
by George Gordon, Lord Byron (拜伦, 1788-1824)

She walks in beauty, like the night
Of cloudless climes and starry skies;
And all that's best of dark and bright
Meet in her aspect and her eyes:
Thus mellowed to that tender light
Which heaven to gaudy day denies.

One shade the more, one ray the less,
Had half impaired the nameless grace
Which waves in every raven tress,
Or softly lightens o'er her face;
Where thoughts serenely sweet express
How pure, how dear their dwelling place.

And on that cheek, and o'er that brow,
So soft, so calm, yet eloquent,
The smiles that win, the tints that glow,
But tell of days in goodness spent,
A mind at peace with all below,
A heart whose love is innocent!

她走在美的光彩中/伊人倩影
by 乔治·戈登·拜伦

她翩然举步，袅娜而娉婷，
恰似晴朗的夜空缀满繁星；
明暗交织绝美合璧的光影，
在她眉眼与面庞之间汇映：
继而融为醇雅柔和的清辉，
那是上苍不予白昼的明媚。

多一丝阴影，少一缕光泽，
都有损这难以言表的婀娜，
那是她云鬓青丝间的涟波，
是面颊上柔柔光辉的映射；
丽颜传送温馨恬静的思想，
那是多么纯洁高贵的地方。

这样的面颊，这样的眉黛，
如此温柔安祥却不失风采，
摄魂的微笑，夺目的神态，
都在述说她一生德善仁爱，
她心态平和，她与世无争，
满怀慈爱的心纯粹而真诚！

How Do I Love Thee
- Elizabeth Browning (1806-1861)

How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.
I love thee to the depth and breadth and height
My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight
For the ends of Being and ideal Grace.

I love thee to the level of every day's
Most quiet need, by sun and candlelight.
I love thee freely, as men strive for Right;
I love thee purely, as they turn from Praise.
I love thee with a passion put to use
In my old griefs, and with my childhood's faith.

I love thee with a love I seemed to lose
With my lost saints, I love thee with the breath,
Smiles, tears, of all my life! and, if God choose,
I shall but love thee better after death.

我如何爱你
by 伊丽莎白·勃朗宁 　
我是怎样的爱你？诉不尽万语千言：
我爱你的程度是那样地高深和广远，　
恰似我的灵魂曾飞到了九天与黄泉，　
去探索人生的奥妙，和神灵的恩典。

无论是白昼还是夜晚，我爱你不息，
像我每日必需的摄生食物不能间断。　
我纯洁地爱你，不为奉承吹捧迷惑，　
我勇敢地爱你，如同为正义而奋争！
爱你，以昔日的剧痛和童年的忠诚，
爱你，以眼泪、笑声及全部的生命。　

要是没有你，我的心就失去了圣贤，　
要是没有你，我的心就失去了激情。
假如上帝愿意，请为我作主和见证：　
在我死后，我必将爱你更深，更深！

A Red, Red Rose
--Robert Burns（苏格兰乡村诗人罗伯特·彭斯，1759-1796，也是著名歌曲“友谊地久天长”的作者）

O my Luve's like a red, red rose,
That's newly sprung in June:
O my Luve's like the melodie,
That's sweetly play'd in tune.

As fair art thou, my bonie lass,
So deep in luve am I;
And I will luve thee still, my dear,
Till a' the seas gang dry.

Till a' the seas gang dry, my dear,
And the rocks melt wi' the sun;
And I will luve thee still, my dear,
While the sands o' life shall run.

And fare-thee-weel, my only Luve!
And fare-thee-weel, a while!
And I will come again, my Luve,
Tho' it were ten thousand mile!

红玫瑰
by 罗伯特·彭斯 （王佐良 译）
啊，我爱人象一朵红红的玫瑰，
它在六月里初开；
啊，我爱人象一支乐曲，
它美妙地演奏起来。

你是那么漂亮，美丽的姑娘，
我爱你是那么深切；
我会一直爱你，亲爱的，
一直到四海枯竭。

一直到四海枯竭，亲爱的，
到太阳把岩石烧化；
我会一直爱你，亲爱的，
只要生命之流不绝。

再见吧，我唯一的爱人，
让我和你小别片刻；
我会回来的，亲爱的，
即使我们万里相隔。

附：
上邪

上邪！
我欲与君相知，长命无绝衰。
山无陵，江水为竭，
冬雷震震，夏雨雪 ，
天地合，乃敢与君绝！

Heaven high!
I will love you,
For all the years to pass by!
Only when the mountains lose their ridges
The rivers run dry
The thunder rumbles in winter
The snow falls in summer
And the earth is combined with the sky
Will my love for you impossiblly die!

I Wandered Lonely as a Cloud
by William Wordsworth

I wandered lonely as a cloud
That floats on high o'er vales and hills,
When all at once I saw a crowd,
A host of golden daffodils;
Beside the lake, beneath the trees,
Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.

Continuous as the stars that shine
and twinkle on the Milky Way,
They stretched in never-ending line
along the margin of a bay:
Ten thousand saw I at a glance,
tossing their heads in sprightly dance.

The waves beside them danced; but they
Out-did the sparkling waves in glee:
A poet could not but be gay,
in such a jocund company:
I gazed—and gazed—but little thought
what wealth the show to me had brought:

For oft, when on my couch I lie
In vacant or in pensive mood,
They flash upon that inward eye
Which is the bliss of solitude;
And then my heart with pleasure fills,
And dances with the daffodils.

我孤独地漫游，像一朵云
by 威廉·华兹华斯

我孤独地漫游，像一朵云
在山丘和谷地上飘荡，
忽然间我看见一群
金色的水仙花迎春开放，
在树荫下，在湖水边，
迎着微风起舞翩翩。

连绵不绝，如繁星灿烂，
在银河里闪闪发光，
它们沿着湖湾的边缘
延伸成无穷无尽的一行；
我一眼看见了一万朵，
在欢舞之中起伏颠簸。

粼粼波光也在跳着舞，
水仙的欢欣却胜过水波；
与这样快活的伴侣为伍，
诗人怎能不满心欢乐！
我久久凝望，却想象不到
这奇景赋予我多少财宝，——

每当我躺在床上不眠，
或心神空茫，或默默沉思，
它们常在心灵中闪现，
那是孤独之中的福祉；
于是我的心便涨满幸福，
和水仙一同翩翩起舞。

When You Are Old
by William Butler Yeats

When you are old and grey and full of sleep,
And nodding by the fire, take down this book,
And slowly read, and dream of the soft look,
Your eyes had once, and of their shadows deep;

How many loved your moments of glad grace,
And loved your beauty with love false or true,
But one man loved the pilgrim soul in you,
And loved the sorrows of your changing face;

And bending down beside the glowing bars,
Murmur, a little sadly, how love fled,
And paced upon the mountains overhead,
And hid his face amid a crowd of stars.

当你老了
by 威廉·巴特勒·叶芝

当你年老鬓白，昏沉欲睡，
坐在炉边打盹，取下这本诗集，
缓缓读起，梦忆你过去可人的双眼，
那脉脉秋水，她们曾经是多么的深情和曼美；

多少人曾爱过和你美好时光的愉悦，
多少人又曾或真或假倾慕你的容颜，
但唯有一个人爱你圣洁高雅的心灵，
爱你那铅华洗尽，年老色衰的憔悴；

你在炽红壁炉前低头沉吟，
喃喃细语，默念曾经消逝的爱情，
而它们却早已步入连绵峰谷山峦，
如同爱你的他，将脸庞藏于那漫天繁星。

THE LAKE ISLE OF INNISFREE

By William Butler Yeats

I will arise and go now, and go to Innisfree,
And a small cabin build there, of clay and wattles made;
Nine bean rows will I have there, a hive for the honeybee,
And live alone in the bee-loud glade.

And I shall have some peace there, for peace comes dropping slow,
Dropping from the veils of the morning to where the cricket sings;
There midnight's all a-glimmer, and noon a purple glow,
And evening full of the linnet's wings.

I will arise and go now, for always night and day
I hear lake water lapping with low sounds by the shore;
While I stand on the roadway, or on the pavements gray,
I hear it in the deep heart's core.

茵梦湖岛
by 威廉-巴特勒-叶芝
我将动身前去，去往茵梦湖岛，
在那儿搭一个小屋，就用粘土和竹篱；
种几排豆子，养一窝蜜蜂，
独居在蜂儿高鸣的林中。

我将在那儿享受安宁，那安宁缓缓降临，
从清晨的雾霭降至蟋蟀的唱吟；
那儿，午夜微光闪烁，中午紫光熠熠，
黄昏则尽是红雀的翩翩羽翼。

我现在就要动身前去，因为多少的日日夜夜，
我都听见湖水拍岸的低吟，
当我伫立在大道上，抑或灰色的人行道时，
我都听到它在我心灵最深处的回音。

Tonight I Can Write the Saddest Lines
by Pablo Neruda （1904 ～ 1973，智利著名诗人。其早期的诗集《二十首情诗和一首绝望的歌》被认为是他最著名的作品之一。著名诗作包括《我喜欢你是寂静的》、《似水年华》等。）

Tonight I can write the saddest lines.
Write, for example,
The night is shattered and the blue stars shiver in the distance.
The night wind revolves in the sky and sings.

Tonight I can write the saddest lines.
And I loved her, and sometimes she loved me too.
Through nights like this one I held her in my arms.
I kissed her again and again under the endless sky.
She loved me, and sometimes I loved her too.
How could one not have loved her great still eyes.

Tonight I can write the saddest lines.
To think that I do not have her. To feel that I have lost her.
To hear immense night, still more immense without her.
And the verse falls to the soul like dew to a pasture.
What does it matter that my love could not keep her.
The night is shattered and she is not with me.

This is all. In the distance someone is singing. In the distance，
My soul is not satisfied that it has lost her.
My sight searches for her as though to go to her.
My heart looks for her, and she is not with me.
The same night whitening the same trees.
We, of that time, are no longer the same.

I no longer love her, that's certain, but how I loved her.
My voice tried to find the wind to touch her hearing.
Another's. She will be another's. Like my kisses before.
Her voice, her bright body. Her infinite eyes.

I no longer love her, that's certain, but maybe I love her.
Love is so short, forgetting is so long.
Because through nights like this one I held her in my arms
my soul is not satisfied that it has lost her.
Though this be the last pain that she makes me suffer
and these be the last verses that I write for her.

爱那么短，遗忘那么长
by 聂鲁达

今夜我可以写下最哀伤的诗句
比如写下，“夜色零落,蓝色的星光在远方颤抖"
夜风在天空中回旋吟唱

今夜我可以写下最哀伤的诗句
我爱过她，而且有时她也爱我
多少个如今的晚上，我曾拥她入怀
在无垠的天空下一遍又一遍的吻她
她爱过我，有时我也爱她
我怎么能不爱上她那一双沉静的双眼

今夜我可以写下最哀伤的诗句
我不再拥有她，因为我已失去她
聆听广阔的夜空，因为没有她而更加广阔
而诗句坠在灵魂上，如同露水坠在牧草上
我的爱留不住她，那又有什么关系?
夜色零落，而她不在我身边

这就是一切了，远处有人唱着歌
我的灵魂因失去了她而失落
我用目光搜寻她，像要向她靠近
我用心寻找她，她却不在我身边
相同的夜让相同的树林泛白
彼时，我们也不再相似如初

我不再爱她，这是确定的，但我曾经多么爱她
我的声音试着找寻风来触碰她的听觉
别人的，她将会是别人的，如同我从前的吻
她的声音，她洁白的身体，她深邃的眸子

我不再爱她，这是确定的，但也许我还爱着她
爱那么短，而遗忘那么长
因为多少个如今夜的晚上，我曾拥她入怀
我的灵魂因为失去了她而失落
这是她最后一次让我承受伤痛
而这些，是我最后一次为她写下的诗句