我们俩分别时

By George Gordon Byron

乔治·戈登·拜伦

When we two parted,

昔日依依别，

In silence and tears,

泪流默无言；

Half broken-hearted,

离恨肝肠断，

To sever for years,

此别又几年。

Pale grew thy cheek and cold,

冷颊何惨然，

Colder thy kiss;

一吻寒更添；

Truly that hour foretold,

日后伤心事，

Sorrow to this.

此刻已预言。

The dew of the morning,

朝起寒露重，

Sunk chill on my brow，

凛冽凝眉间,

It felt like the warning,

彼时已预告：

Of what I feel now.

悲伤在今天。

Thy vows are all broken,

山盟今安在？

And light is thy fame.

汝名何轻贱！

I hear thy name spoken,

吾闻汝名传，

And share in its shame.

羞愧在人前。

They name thee before me,

闻汝名声恶，

A knell to mine ear;

犹如听丧钟。

A shudder comes o'er me,

不禁心怵惕，

Why wert thou so dear?

往昔情太浓。

They know not I knew thee,

谁知旧日情，

Who knew thee too well.

斯人知太深。

Long, long shall I rue thee,

绵绵长怀恨，

Too deeply to tell.

尽在不言中。

In secret we met,

昔日喜幽会，

In silence I grieve,

今朝恨无声。

That thy heart could forget,

旧情汝已忘，

Thy spirit deceive.

疾心遇薄幸。

If I should meet thee,

多年离别后，

After long years,

抑或再相逢，

How should I greet thee?

相逢何所语？

With silence and tears.

泪流默无声。

By Rabindranath Tagore

泰戈尔

Lips' language to lips' ears.

Two drinking each other's heart, it seems.

Two roving loves who have left home,

pilgrims to the confluence of lips.

Two waves rise by the law of love

to break and die on two sets of lips.

Two wild desires craving each other

meet at last at the body's limits.

Love's writing a song in dainty letters,

layers of kiss-calligraphy on lips.

Plucking flowers from two sets of lips

perhaps to thread them into a chain later.

This sweet union of lips

is the red marriage-bed of a pair of smiles.

Friendship

友谊

By Elizabeth Jennings

伊丽莎白·詹宁斯

Such love I cannot analyse;

我不能看懂这样一种感情

It does not rest in lips or eyes,

它不在嘴唇与眼睛里

Neither in kisses nor caress.

也不在亲吻与爱抚里

Partly, I know, it’s gentleness

哦，有一点，我知道，它是温和善解的

And understanding in one word

蕴含在一个单词

Or in brief letters. It’s preserved

甚至简短的字母中。

By trust and by respect and awe.

它在信任，尊敬与敬仰中存在

These are the words I’m feeling for.

这就是我所感受到的

Two people, yes, two lasting friends.

两个人，是的，两个老朋友

The giving comes, the taking ends.

给予而相知，索求即断缘

There is no measure for such things.

没有任何事物能与它相比

For this all Nature slows and sings.

世界因它变缓，为它歌唱

By Rabindranath Tagore

泰戈尔

Freedom from fear is the freedom

I claim for you my motherland!

摆脱恐惧是我向您、我的祖国

所要索取的自由！

Freedom from the burden of the ages,

bending your head,

breaking your back,

blinding your eyes to the beckoning

call of the future;

不顾年龄的限制，

弯下你的头，

折断你的背,

望穿了你的眼睛，

呼唤着令人心动的将来；

Freedom from the shackles of slumber wherewith

you fasten yourself in night’s stillness,

mistrusting the star

that speaks of truth’s adventurous paths;

撬开那把自己捆绑在黑夜寂静中

而麻木不堪的脚镣手铐，

不相信明星为你所指引的

充满艰险的真理道路；

Freedom from the anarchy of destiny

whole sails are weakly yielded to the blind uncertain winds,

and the helm to a hand ever rigid and cold as death.

不去听从无序命运的摆布，

整个航程无力地屈从于盲目不确定的风向，

手里的驾驶盘永远像死亡那样僵硬、冰冷。

Freedom from the insult of dwelling in a puppet"s world,

where movements are started through brainless wires,

repeated through mindless habits,

Where figures wait with patience and obedience for the master of show,

to be stirred into a mimicry of life.

摆脱驻留在傀儡世界里所受到的屈辱，

无头脑的电线已经开始了运作，

反复地通过不动脑筋的习惯动作，

人物正在耐心和顺从地等待着主人的炫耀，

他们将被纠缠进伪装的生活。

桔子

By Wendy Cope

温迪·可普

At lunchtime I bought a huge orange.

午饭时我买来一个特大的桔子。

The size of it made us all laugh.

大得令我们全都发笑。

I peeled it and shared it with Robert and Dave.

我剥了皮，跟罗伯特和戴维分着吃。

They got quarters and I got a half.

他俩各吃四分之一，我吃了一半。

And that orange, it made me so happy,

那个桔子，真是让我开心

As ordinary things often do， 

就像最近，我时常开心于那些

Just lately. The shopping. A walk in the park.

平凡的事情。购物。在公园散步。

This is peace and contentment. It’s new.

这便是平静和满足。但很新鲜。

The rest of the day was quite easy.

那天剩下的时光都很惬意。

I did all the jobs on the list.

我做完了清单上所有的活计，

And enjoyed them and had some time over.

享受那一切，并打发时间。

I love you. I'm glad I exist.

我爱你。我很开心我活着。

好吧，我们不再一起漫游

By Lord Byron  

So, we'll go no more a roving 

So late into the night, 

Though the heart be still as loving, 

And the moon be still as bright. 

好吧，我们不再一起漫游，

消磨这幽深的夜晚，

尽管这颗心仍旧迷恋，

尽管月光还那么灿烂。

For the sword outwears its sheath, 

And the soul wears out the breast, 

And the heart must pause to breathe, 

And love itself have rest. 

因为利剑能够磨破剑鞘，

灵魂也把胸膛磨得难以承受，

这颗心啊，它得停下来呼吸，

爱情也得有歇息的时候。

Though the night was made for loving, 

And the day returns too soon, 

Yet we'll go no more a roving 

By the light of the moon.

虽然夜晚为爱情而降临，

很快的，很快又是白昼，

但是在这月光的世界，

我们已不再一起漫游。

红玫瑰

By Robert Burns

O my Luve's like a red, red rose,

吾爱吾爱玫瑰红，
That's newly sprung in June;

六月初开韵晓风；
O my Luve's like the melodie,

吾爱吾爱如管弦，
That's sweetly play'd in tune.

其声悠扬而玲珑。

As fair art thou, my bonnie lass,

吾爱吾爱美而殊，
So deep in luve am I;

我心爱你永不渝，
And I will luve thee still, my dear,

我心爱你永不渝，
Till a' the seas gang dry.

直到四海海水枯.

Till a' the seas gang dry, my dear,

直到四海海水枯，

And the rocks melt wi' the sun;

岩石融化变成泥;
O I will luve thee still, my dear,

只要我还有口气，
While the sands o' life shall run.

我心爱你永不渝。

And fare-thee-weel, my only Luve!

暂时告别我心肝，
And fare-thee-weel, a while!

请你不要把心耽！
And I will come again, my Luve,

纵使相隔十万里，
Though it were ten thousand mile!

踏穿地皮也要还。

She Walks in Beauty

她在美中行

By Lord Byron

拜伦

She walks in beauty, like the night 

她在幽美中行走，像静夜

Of cloudless climes and starry skies; 

万里无云，满天星斗，

And all that’s best of dark and bright

 一切明暗交织的美色

Meet in her aspect and her eyes; 

都在她那容貌和双眸中汇合，

Thus mellowed to that tender light 

如此融就的柔和光泽，

Which heaven to gaudy day denies. 

艳丽的白天岂能轻得？

One shade the more, one ray the less, 

增一分阴影，减一丝光线，

Had half impaired the nameless grace 

都将有损那难以言喻的优雅

Which waves in every raven tress,

飘动在她的每束乌黑的发髻上

Or softly lightens o’er her face; 

或轻轻笼罩在她面庞上的风采。

Where thoughts serenely sweet express, 

恬静甜美的思想在她脸上表现

How pure, how dear their dwelling-place. 

她的心地是多么纯洁，可爱！

And on that cheek, and o’er that brow, 

她的面颊和眉睫

So soft, so calm, yet eloquent,

是如此温柔、安详、富有情意，

The smiles that win, the tints that glow, 

其间微笑动人，神采奕奕，

But tell of days in goodness spent, 

这全说明她一向慈善为怀，

A mind at peace with all below,

她的思想与世无争，

Aheart whose love is innocent!

她的心地天真仁爱。

By Robert Frost

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;
Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim;
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that, the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,
And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.
I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence;
Two roads diverged in a yellow wood, and I— I took the less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.
【诗歌译文】
未选择的路
罗伯特·弗罗斯特
黄色的树林里分出两条路，
可惜我不能两条都涉足
作为一名旅者，我久久伫立
向其中一条路，极目望去
直到它在灌木丛的弯道处转了个弯，消失踪影；
但我选择了另外一条路，
或许这是个更好的选择；
因为它荒草萋萋，十分幽寂；
虽然在这条小路上
很少留下旅人的足迹，
那天清晨落叶满地，
两条路上未见足迹。
噢，留下一条路等改日再见！
但道路延绵不绝，
我怕我难以回返。
也许，在遥远未来的某处，
我将在感叹中回顾；
黄色的树林里分出了两条路，
我选了少有人走的那条，
从此 改变了一切。

Love and Friendship

爱情与友谊

Written by Emily Bronte

Love is like the wild rose-briar.

爱情就像野玫瑰，

Friendship like the holly-tree.

友情却如冬青树。

The holly is dark when the rose-briar blooms.

玫瑰开花时冬青黯无光，

But which will bloom most constantly?

但究竟谁能坚持更久长?

The wild-rose briar is sweet in spring.

春天野玫瑰灿烂开放，

Its summer blossoms scent the air;

夏日里玫瑰把风儿薰香。

Yet wait till winter comes again.

但当严冬再次来临之时，

And who will call the wild-briar fair?

谁还会赞美野玫瑰的美丽?

Then scorn the silly rose-wreath now.

那时你不屑于枯萎的玫瑰，

And deck thee with the holly's sheen.

而用冬青的光彩将你装扮。

That when December blights thy brow.

当十二月的严寒袭上你的眉头，

He still may leave thy garland green.

你的冬青花环依旧绿意盎然。