十四行诗1

晓拂
Footnote:
In the 1850-Poems-there are 43 (fourty three) sonnets.
The sonnet previously called “Future and Past”, which appeared divorced from-Sonnets from the Portuguese-in the 1850 collection,was added to them as No. XLII (42) in 1856,bringing the number up to 44 (fourty four).
不嫌它亵渎了你的手？没谁看见，
To let thy music drop here unaware
你甘让你那音乐飘落在我门前，
In folds of golden fulness at my door?
叠作层层金声的富丽？你忍不忍？
Look up and see the casement broken in,
Unlike are we, unlike, O princely Heart!
原不一样是我们的职司和前程。
Unlike our uses and our destinies.
你我头上的天使，迎面飞来，
Our ministering two angels look surprise
翅膀碰上了翅膀，彼此瞪着
Of the sweet years, the dear and wished-for years
翩然降临，各自带一份礼物
Who each one in a gracious hand appears
分送给世人－－年老或是年少。
To bear a gift for mortals, old or young:
Source: EBB Selected Poems, The John Hopkins University Press, 1988.
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我想起，当年希腊的诗人曾经歌咏：
I thought once how Theocritus had sung
年复一年，那良辰在殷切的盼望中
这部感人的诗集就是他们爱情生活的真实写照。它是英国文学史上的珍品之一。其美丽动人，甚至超过莎士比亚的十四行诗集。有多人译过这本诗集，如闻一多，查良铮（金庸）等。但我认为方平译得最好，令人爱不释手。这里Post的就是方平译本。白朗宁夫人最初开始写这十四行组诗大概是在她答应了白朗宁的求婚以后那一段时期。直到他们婚后住到了比萨，白朗宁才读到这本诗集。他不敢把这文学上的无价之宝留给他一个人享受。1850年白朗宁夫人出版了一卷诗集，把这组十四行诗也收进在内，共四十四首，还取了一个总名，叫做《葡萄牙人十四行诗集》，用以掩饰作者身分，因白朗宁夫人不愿意把个人情诗发表今将这本诗集奉献给大家，希望大家会喜欢。
我肃穆地端起了我沉重的心，
I lift my heavy heart up solemnly,
象当年希腊女儿捧着那坛尸灰；
As once Electra her sepulchral urn,
贵客们停下舞步，为了好瞻仰你，
Of watching up thy pregnant lips for more.
期待那丰满的朱唇再吐出清音；
And dost thou lift this house's latch too poor
而你却抽起我的门闩，你果真
For hand of thine? and canst thou think and bear
‘Guess now who holds thee?’ --‘Death.’I said. But,there
听哪，那银铃似的回音：“不是死，是爱！”
The silver answer rang, --‘Not Death, but love.’
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你往上瞧，看这窗户都被闯破－－
The bats and owlets builders in the roof!
是蝙蝠和夜莺的窠巢盘踞在顶梁，
My cricket chirps against thy mandolin.
是啾啾的蟋蟀在跟你的琵琶应和！
Hush, call no echo up in further proof
可怜我，头上承受着凉透的夜露。
The chrism is on thine head, -- on mine, the dew, --
只有死，才能把这样的一对扯个平。
And Death must dig the level where these agree.
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当我这么想，感叹着诗人的古调，
And, as I mused it in his antique tongue,
穿过我泪眼所逐渐展开的幻觉，
I saw, in gradual vision through my tears,
我看见，那欢乐的岁月、哀伤的岁月－－
The sweet, sad years, the melancholy years,
上帝自己！我们中间还有一个
One of us ...that was God,... and laid the curse
出来答话；那昏黑的诅咒落上
So darkly on my eyelids, as to amerce
我的眼皮，挡了你，不让我看见，
My sight from seeing thee, -- that if I had died,
望向我？－－我，一个凄凉、流浪的
With looking from the lattice-lights at me,
歌手，疲乏地靠着柏树，吟叹在
A poor, tired, wandering singer, ... singing through
茫茫的黑暗里。圣油搽在你头上－－
The dark, and leaning up a cypress tree?
要不然，世俗的诽谤离间不了我们，
Men could not part us with their worldly jars,
任风波飞扬，也不能动摇那坚贞；
Nor the seas change us, nor the tempests bend;
我们的手要伸过山岭，互相接触；
Our hands would touch for all the mountain-bars
我自己的年华，把一片片黑影接连着
Those of my own life, who by turns had flung
掠过我的身。紧接着，我就觉察
A shadow across me. Straightway I was 'ware,
（我哭了）我背后正有个神秘的黑影
So weeping, how a mystic Shape did move
在移动，而且一把揪住了我的发，
Behind me, and drew me backward by the hair;
往后拉，还有一声吆喝（我只是在挣扎）：
And a voice said in mastery, while I strove, --
“这回是谁逮住了你？猜！”“死，”我答话。
住声，别再激起回声来加深荒凉！
Of desolation! there's a voice within
那里边有一个哀音，它必须深躲，
That weeps ... as thou must sing ... alone, aloof.
在暗里哭泣－－正象你应该当众歌唱。
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Thou hast thy calling to some palace-floor,
你曾经受到邀请，进入了宫廷，
Most gracious singer of the high poems! where
温雅的歌手！你唱着崇高的诗篇；
The dancers will break footing, from the care
（哪怕挂满了泪珠，也不能教我的眼
With gages from a hundred brighter eyes
有这份光彩）请求你担任领唱。
Than tears even can make mine, to play thy part
那你干什么从那灯光辉映的纱窗里
Of chief musician. What hast thou to do
On one another, as they strike athwart
惊愕ห้องสมุดไป่ตู้眼睛。你想，你是华宫里
Their wings in passing. Thou, bethink thee, art
后妃的上宾，千百双殷勤的明眸
A guest for queens to social pageantries,
可是在上帝的全宇宙里，总共才只
But only three in all God's universe
三个人听见了你那句话：除了
Have heard this word thou hast said, -- Himself, beside
讲话的你、听话的我，就是他－－
Thee speaking, and me listening! and replied