勃朗宁夫人(续)

勃朗宁夫人（续）
和弦 发表于2010年04月30日 21:22 阅读(5) 评论(0)
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白朗宁夫人抒情十四行诗集第二十四首

让世界象一把摺刀，把它的锋芒
Let the world's sharpness like a clasping knife
在自身内敛藏，埋进在爱情的
Shut in upon itself and do no harm
掌握内、温柔的中心，而不再为害。
In this close hand of Love, now soft and warm,
让嗒的一声，刀子合上之后，
And let us hear no sound of human strife
我们就此再听不见人世的争吵。
After the click of the shutting. Life to life --
亲爱的，我紧挨着你，生命贴恋着
I lean upon thee, Dear, without alarm,
生命，什么也不怕，我只觉得安全，
And feel as safe as guarded by a charm
象有了神符的保护，世人的刀枪
Against the stab of worldlings, who if rife
怎么稠密也不能伤害毫发。我们
Are weak to injure. Very whitely still
生命中的素莲，依然能开出纯洁
The lilies of our lives may reassure
雪白的花朵；那底下的根，只仰赖
Their blossoms from their roots, accessible
天降的甘露，从山头往上挺伸，
Alone to heavenly dews that drop not fewer:
高出世间的攀折。只有上帝，
Growing straight, out of man's reach, on the hill.
他赐我们富有，才能叫我们穷。
God only, who made us rich, can make us poor.




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白朗宁夫人抒情十四行诗集第二十五首

亲爱的，年复一年，我怀着一颗
A heavy heart, Beloved, have I borne
沉重的心，直到我瞧见了你的面影。
From year to year util I saw thy face,
一个个忧伤已相继剥夺了我所有的
And sorrow after sorrow took the place
欢欣－－象一串轻贴在胸前的珍珠，
Of all those natural joys as lightly worn
在跳舞的当儿，给一颗跳动的心儿
As the stringed pearls, ... each lifted in its turn
逐一地拨弄。希望随即转成了
By a beating heart at dance time. Hopes apace
漫长的失望，纵使上帝的厚恩，
Were changed to long despairs, til God's own grace
也没法从那凄凉的人世举起来
Could scarcely lift above the world forlorn
我这颗沉甸甸的心。可是你，
My heavy heart. Then thou didst bid me bring
你当真命令我捧着它，投到
And let it drop adown thy calmly great
你伟大深沉的跟前！它立即往下沉，
Deep being! Fast it sinketh, as a thing
就象堕落是它的本性；而你的心，
Which its own nature does precipitate,
立即紧跟着，贴在它上面，挡在
While thine doth close above it, mediating
那照临的星辰和未完功的命运间。
Betwixt the stars and the unaccomplished fate.




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白朗宁夫人抒情十四行诗集第二十六首

是幻想--并不是男友还是女伴，
I lived with visons for my company
多少年来，跟我生活在一起，做我的
Instead of men and women, years a

go,
亲密的知友。它们为我而奏的音乐，
And found them gentle mates, nor thought to know
我不想听到还有比这更美的。
A sweeter music than they played to me.
可是幻想的轻飘的紫袍，免不了
But soon their trailing purple was not free
沾上人世的尘土，那琴声终于逐渐
Of this world's dust, -- their lutes did silent grow,
消歇，而我也在那些逐渐隐灭的
And myself grew faint and blind blow
眸子下头晕眼花。于是，亲爱的，
Their vanishing eyes. Then THOU didst com ... to be,
你来了--仿佛来接替它们。就象
Boloved, wha they seemed. their shining fronts,
河水盛入了洗礼盆、水就更圣洁，
Their songs, their splendours, ( better, yet the same,
它们的辉煌的前额、甜蜜的歌声，
As river-water hallowed into fonts )
都聚集在你一身，通过你而征服了我，
Met in thee, and from out thee overcame
给予我最大的满足。上帝的礼物
My soul with satisfaction of all wants --
叫人间最绚烂的梦幻失落了颜色。
Because God's gifts put man's best dreams to shame.




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白朗宁夫人抒情十四行诗集第二十七首

爱人，我亲爱的人，是你把我，
My own Beloved, who hast lifted me
一个跌倒在尘埃的人，扶起来，
From this drear flat of earth where I was thrown,
又在我披垂的鬓发间吹入了一股
And, in betwixt the languid ringlets, blown
生气，好让我的前额又亮光光地
A life-breath, till the forehead hopefully
闪耀着希望--有所有的天使当着
Shines out again, as all the angels see,
你救难的吻为证！亲爱的人呀，
Before thy saving kiss! My own, my own,
当你来到我跟前，人世已舍我远去，
Who camest to me when the world was gone,
而一心仰望上帝的我、却获得了你！
And I who looked for only God, found thee!
我发现了你，我安全了，强壮了，快乐了。
I find thee; I am safe, and strong, and glad.
象一个人站立在干洁的香草地上
As one who stands in dewless aspodel,
回顾他曾捱过来的苦恼的年月；
Looks backward on the tedious time he had
我抬起了胸脯，拿自己作证：
In the upper life, -- so I, with bosom-swell,
这里，在一善和那一恶之间，爱，
Make witness, here, between the good and bad,
象死一样强烈，带来了同样的解脱。
That Love, as strong as death, retrieves as well.




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白朗宁夫人抒情十四行诗集第二十八首

我的信！一堆堆死沉沉的纸，苍白又无声，
My letters! all dead paper, ... mute and white!
可是它们又象具有生命、颤动在
And yet they seem alive and quivering
我拿不稳的手内--是那发抖的手
Against my tremulous hands while loose the string
解开丝带，让它们今晚散满在
And let them drop down on my knee to-night.
我膝上。这封说：他多盼望有个机会，
This said, ... he wish

ed to have me in his sight
能作为朋友，见一见我。这一封又订了
Once, as a friend: this fixed a day in spring
春天里一个日子，来见我，跟我
To come and touch my hand ... a simple thing,
握握手--平常的事，我可哭了！
Yet I wept for it! -- this, ... the paper's light ...
这封说（不多几个字）：“亲，我爱你！”
Said, _Dear I love thee_; and I sank and quailed
而我却惶恐得象上帝的未来在轰击
As if God's future thundered on my past.
我的过去。这封说：“我属于你！”那墨迹，
This said, _I am thine_ -- and so its ink has paled
紧贴在我悸跳的心头，久了，褪了色。
With lying at my heart that beat too fast.
而这封。。。爱啊，你的言词有什么神妙，
And this ... O Love, thy words have ill availed
假如这里吐露的，我敢把它再说！
If, what this said, I dared repeat at last!




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白朗宁夫人抒情十四行诗集第二十九首

我想你！我的相思围抱住了你，
I think of thee! -- my thoughts do twine and bud
绕着你而抽芽，象蔓藤卷缠着树木、
About thee, as wild vines, about a tree,
遍发出肥大的叶瓣，除了那蔓延的
Put out broad leaves, and soon there's nought to see
青翠把树身掩藏，就什么都看不见。
Except the straggling green which hides the wood.
可是我的棕榈树呀，你该明白，
Yet, O my palm-tree, be it understood
我怎愿怀着我的思念而失去了
I will not have my thoughts instead of thee
更亲更宝贵的你！我宁可你显现
Who art dearer, better! Rather, instantly
你自己的存在；象一株坚强的树
Renew thy presence. As a strong tree should,
沙沙地摇撼枝杈，挣出了赤裸的
Rustle thy boughs and set thy trunk all bare,
躯干来，叫这些重重叠叠的绿叶
And let these bands of greenery which insphere thee,
都给摔下来狼藉满地。因为在
Drop heavily down, ... burst, shattered, everywhere!
看着你、听着你、在你荫影里呼吸着
Because, in this deep joy to see and hear thee
清新的空气，洋溢着深深的喜悦时，
And breathe within thy shadow a new air,
我再不想你--我是那么地贴紧你。
I do not think of thee -- I am too near thee.




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白朗宁夫人抒情十四行诗集第三十首

今晚，我泪眼晶莹，恍惚瞧见了
I see thine image through my tears to-night,
你的形象；然而不是今朝，我还看到
And yet to-day I saw thee smiling. How
你在笑？爱人，这是为什么？是你，
Refer the cause? -- Beloved, is it thou
还是我--是谁叫我黯然愁苦？
Or I, who makes me sad? The acolyte
一个浸沉在欢颂和崇拜中的僧侣
amid the chanted joy and thankful rite
把苍白无知觉的额头投在祭坛下，
May so fall flat, with pale insensate brow
或许就这样俯伏。正象他耳内轰响着
On the alter-stair. I hear thy voice and vow,

“阿门”的歌声；我听得你亲口的盟誓，
Perplexed, uncertain, since thou art out of sight,
心里却一片怔忡不安，因为不见你
As he, in his swooning ears, the choir's amen.
在我的眼前。亲爱的，你当真爱我？
Beloved, dost thou love? or did I see all
我当真看见了那恍如梦境的荣光，
The glory as I dreamed, and fainted when
并且经不起那强烈的逼射而感到了
Too vehement light dilated my ideal,
眩晕？这光可会照临，就象那
For my soul's eyes? Will that light come again,
盈盈的泪，一颗颗滚下来，又热又真？
As now these tears come ... falling hot and real?




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白朗宁夫人抒情十四行诗集第三十一首
EBB "Sonnets from the Portuguese", No. XXXI

你来了！还没开口，心意都表明了。
Thou comest! all is said without a word.
我坐在你的容光下，象沐浴在阳光中的
I sit beneath thy looks, as children do
婴孩，那闪烁的眸子无声地泄露了
In the noon-sun, with souls that tremble through
颤动在那颗小心里的无比的喜悦。
Their happy eyelids from an unaverred
看哪，我这最后的疑虑是错了！
Yet prodigal inward joy. Behold, I erred
可是我不能只埋怨自己，你想，
In that last doubt! and yet I cannot rue
这是怎样的情景，怎样的时辰？
The sin most, but the occasion ... that we two
这一刻，我俩竞轻易地并站在一起。
Should for a moment stand unministered
啊，靠近我，让我挨着你吧；当我
By a mutal presence. Ah, keep near and close,
涌起了疑虑，你宽坦的心胸给我
Thou dove-like help! and, when my fears would rise,
清澈而温柔的慰抚；用你崇高的
With thy broad heart serenely interpose.
光辉来孵育我那些思念吧；失了
Brood down with thy divine sufficiencies
你的庇护，它们就要战栗－－就象
These thoughtswhich tremble when berest of those,
那羽翼未丰的小鸟给撇下在天空里。
Like callow birds left desert to the skies.




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白朗宁夫人抒情十四行诗集第三十二首
EBB "Sonnets from the Portuguese", no. XXXII

当金黄的太阳升起来，第一次照上
The first time that the sun rose on thine oath
　你爱的盟约，我就预期着明月
To love me, I looked forward to the moon
　来解除那情结、系的太早太急。
To slacken all those bonds which seemed too soon
我只怕爱的容易、就容易失望，
And quickly tied to make a lasting troath.
引起悔心。再回顾我自己，我哪象
Quick-loving hearts, I thought, may quickly loathe;
　让你爱慕的人！－－却象一具哑涩
And, looking on myself, I seemed not one
　破损的弦琴、配不上你那么清澈
For such man's love! -- more like an out-of-tune
美妙的歌声！而这琴，匆忙里给用上，
Worn voil, a good singer would be wroth
一发出沙沙的音，就给恼恨地
To spoil his song w

ith, and which, snatched in haste,
　扔下。我这么说，并不曾亏待
Is laid down at the first ill-sounding note.
自己，可是我冤了你。在乐圣的
I did not wrong myself so, but I placed
　手里，一张破琴也可以流出完美
A wrong on _thee_. For perfect strains may float
和谐的韵律；而凭一张弓，真诚的
'Neath master-hands, from instruments defaced, --
　灵魂，可以在勒索、也同时在溺爱。
And great souls, at one stroke, may do and dote.




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白朗宁夫人抒情十四行诗集第三十三首

对啦，叫我的小名儿呀！让我再听见
Yes, call me by my pet-name! let me hear
　我一向飞奔著去答应的名字－－那时，
The name I used to run at, when a child
　还是个小女孩，无忧无虑，沉浸于
From innocent play, and leave the cowslips piled,
嬉戏，偶尔从一大堆野草野花间
To glance up in some face that proved me dear
抬起头来，仰望那用和蔼的眼
With the look of its eyes. I miss the clear
　抚爱我的慈颜。我失去了那仁慈
Fond voices which, being drawn and reconciled
　亲切的呼唤，那灵衬给我的是
Into the music of Heaven's undefiled,
一片寂静，任凭我高呼著上天，
Call me no longer. Silence on the bier,
那慈声归入了音乐华严的天国。
While I call God ... call God! -- So let thy mouth
　让你的嘴来承继那寂灭的清音。
Be heir to those who are now exanimate.
采得北方的花，好完成南方的花束，
Gather the north flowers to complete the south,
　在迟暮的岁月里赶上早年的爱情。
And catch the early love up in the late.
对啦，叫我的小名儿吧，我，就随即
Yes, call me by that name, -- and I, in truth,
　答应你，怀著当初一模样的心情。
With the same heart, will answer and not wait.




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白朗宁夫人抒情十四行诗集第三十四首

怀著当初一模样的心情，我说，
With the same heart, I said, I'll answer thee
　我要答应你，当你叫我的小名。
As those, when thou shalt call me by my name --
　唉，这分明是空的愿心！我的心
Lo, the vain promise! Is the same, the same,
还能是一模样－－饱受了人生的磨折？
Perplexed and ruffled by life's strategy?
从前，我听得一声喊，就扔下花束，
When called before, I told how hastily
　要不，从游戏里跳起，奔过去答应，
I dropped my flower or brake off from a game,
　一路上都是我的笑容笑声在致敬，
To run and answer with the smile that came
眼星里还闪烁著方才那一片欢乐。
At play last moment, and went on with me
现在我应你，我舍下一片沉重的
Through my obedience. When I answer now,
　忧思，从孤寂里惊起。可是，我的心
I drop a grave thought, break from solitude;
还是要向你飞奔，你不是我一种的
Yet still my heart goes to thee ... ponder how ...

　善，而是百善所钟！我最可爱的人，
Not as to a single good, but all my good!
你把手按著我的心口，同意吗：孩童的
Lay thy hand on it, best one, and allow
　小脚从没跑得这么快－－象这血轮。
That no child's foot could run fast as this blood.




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白朗宁夫人抒情十四行诗集第三十五首

要是我把一切都交给你，你可愿意
If I leave all for thee, wilt thou exchange
作为交换，把什么都归给我？
And be all to me? Shall I never miss
我可是永不会缺少家常的谈笑、
Home-talk and blessing and the common kiss
互酬接吻、彼此的祝福？也不会
That comes to each in turn, nor count it strange,
感到生疏、当我抬起头来打量
When I look up, to drop on a new range
新的墙壁和地板－－家以外另一个家？
Of walls and floors, ... another home than this?
不，我还要问，你可愿顶替那一双
Nay, wilt thou fill that place by me which is
瞑合了的柔眼在我身旁留下的位置
Filled by dead eyes too tender to know change?
而一样地不懂得变心？这可是难！
That's hardest. If to conquer love, has tried,
征服爱如果费事，征服怨，那就更难。
To conquer grief, tries more ... as all things prove,
怨是，爱不算，再得加上个怨。我的怨，
For grief indeed s love and grief beside.
唉，那么深，就那么不轻易爱。可是，
Alas, I have grieved so I am hard to love.
你依然爱我－－你愿？敞开些你的心，
Yet love me -- wilt thou? Open thine heart wide,
好让你那羽翼湿透的鸽子扑进来！
And fold within, the wet wings of thy dove.




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白朗宁夫人抒情十四行诗集第三十六首

当初我俩相见、一见而倾心的时光，
When we met first and loved, I did not build
我怎敢在这上面，建起大理石宫殿，
Upon the event with marble. Could it mean
难道这也会久长－－那来回摇摆在
To last, a love set pendulous between
忧伤与忧伤间的爱？不，我害怕，
Sorrow and sorrow? Nay, I rather thrilled,
我信不过那似乎浮泛在眼前的
Distrusting every light that seemed to gild
一片金光，不敢伸出手指去碰一下。
The onward path, and feared to overlean
到后来才坦然、坚定了；可我又觉得，
A finger even. And, though I have grown serene
上帝总该另有恐惧安排在后面。。。。。。
And strong since then, I think God has willed
爱啊，要不然，这双紧握著的手
A still renewable fear ... O love, O troth ...
就不会接触；这热热的亲吻，一旦
Lest these enclasped hands should never hold,
从嘴唇上冷却了，何以不变成虚文？
This mutual kiss drop down between us both
爱情啊，你快变了心吧！要是命运
As an unowned thing, once the lips being cold.
这样注定：他，为了信守一个盟誓
And Love, be false! if _he_, too keep one oath,
就

非得拿牺牲一个喜悦作代价。
Must lose one joy, by his life's star foretold.




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白朗宁夫人抒情十四行诗集第三十七首

原谅我，啊，请原谅吧，并非我无知，
Pardon, oh, pardon, that my soul should make
不明白一切德性全归于你、属于你；
Of all that strong divineness which I know
可是，你在我心里构成的形象，
For thine and thee, an image only so
却就象一堆虚浮不实的泥沙！
Formed of the sand, and fit to shift and break.
是那年深月久的孤僻，象遭了
It is that distant years which did not take
当头一棒，从你面前尽往后缩，
Thy sovranty [1], recoiling with a blow,
迫使我眩晕的知觉涌起了疑虑和
Have forced my swimming brain to undergo
恐惧，盲目地舍弃了你纯洁的面目，
Their doubt and dread, and blindly to forsake
最崇高的爱给我歪曲成最荒谬的
Thy purity of likeness and distort
形状。就象一个沉了船的异教徒，
Thy worthiest love to a worthless counterfeit.
安然脱险，上了岸，酬谢保佑他的
As if a shipwrecked Pagan, safe in port,
海神，献上了一尾木雕的海豚--
His guardian sea-god to commemorate,
那两腮呼呼作响、尾巴掀起了
Should set a sculptured porpoise, gills a snort
怒浪的庞大的海族--在庙宇的门墙内。
And vibrant tail, within the temple-gate.

[1] sovranty = sovereignty


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白朗宁夫人抒情十四行诗集第三十八首

第一次他亲我，他只是亲了一下
First time he kissed me, he but only kissed
在写这诗篇的手，从此我的手就越来
The fingers of this hand wherewith I write;
越白净晶莹，不善作世俗的招呼，
And ever since, it grew more clean and white, ...
而敏于呼召：“啊，快听哪，快听
Slow to the world-greetings, quick with its `Oh, list,'
天使在说话哪！”即使在那儿戴上一个
When the angels speak. A ring of amethyst
紫玉瑛戒指，也不会比那第一个吻
I could not wear here, plainer to my sight,
在我的眼里显现得更清楚。
Than that first kiss. The second passed in height
第二个吻，就往高处升，它找到了
The first, and sought the forehead, and half missed,
前额，可是偏斜了一些，一半儿
Half falling on the hair. O beyond meed!
印在发丝上。这无比的酬偿啊，
That was the chrism of love, which love's own crown
是爱神擦的圣油！－－先于爱神的
With sanctifying sweetness, did precede.
华美的皇冠。那第三个，那么美妙，
The third upon my lips was folded down
正好按在我嘴唇上，从此我就
In perfect, purple state; since when, indeed,
自傲，敢于呼唤：“爱，我的爱！”


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白朗宁夫人抒情十四行诗集第三十九首

为着你的魄力和盛德－－你那样
Because thou hast the power and own'st the grace
犀利地望着我，通过我那给泪雨
To look t

hrough and behind this mask of me,
冲洗得成了灰白的面具、照彻了
( Against which, years have beat thus blanchingly
我灵魂的真实面目（灰暗疲乏的
With their rains, ) and behold my soul's true face,
人生的证明！）也为着你只知道忠诚，
The dim and weary witness of life's race! --
只知道爱，只是朝我看，通过我那
Because thou hast the faith and love to see,
麻木的灵魂，看到了那忍耐的天使
Through that same soul's distracting lethargy,
一心期待着天堂里的位置；又为着
The patient angel waiting for a place
无论是罪恶、是哀怨、甚至上帝的谴责，
In the new heavens! -- Because nor sin nor woe,
死神的逼近的威胁－－不管这一切，
Nor God's infliction, nor death's neighbourhood,
叫人们一看就掉首而去，叫自己
Nor all which others viewing, turn to go, ...
想着都厌恶。。。却没什么能吓退你；
Nor all which makes me tired of all, self-viewed, ...
亲爱的，那你教我吧，教我怎么样
Nothing repels thee, ... Dearest, teach me so
把感激尽量倾吐，正象你把恩惠布施。
To pour out gratitude, as thou dost, good.


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白朗宁夫人抒情十四行诗集第四十首

是啊，咱们这世道，谈情说爱，多的是！
Oh, yes! They love through all this world of ours!
我不想问：真有爱这回事吗？有就有吧--
I will not gainsay love, called love forsooth.
从小，我就听惯了人们嘴里的“爱”，
I have heard love talked in my early youth,
直到才不久--那会儿采来的鲜花
And since, not so long back but that the flowers
香味还没散呢。不管是回教徒、“外教徒”，
Then gathered, smell still. Mussulmans and Giaours
笑一笑，手绢儿就摔过来；可是一哭，
Throw kerchiefs at a smile, and have no ruth
谁也不理了。“独眼龙”的白牙齿咬不紧
For any weeping. Polypheme's white tooth
硬果子，假使淋过了几阵骤雨，
Slips ib the nut if, after frequent showers,
果壳变得滑溜溜--从没想把这称做
The shell is over-smooth, -- and not so much
“爱”的东西，也跟他们的“恨”、以至
Will turn the thing called love, aside to hate
跟“淡漠”并列。可是你，亲爱的，你不是
Or else to oblivion. But thou art not such

那样的情人！你从那哀怨和疾病里
A lover, my Beloved! Thou canst wait
伺候了过来，教心灵终于接通了心灵，
Through sorrow and sickness, to bring souls to touch
人家会嫌“太晚”了，而你想还没想到。
And think it soon when others cry `Too late.'


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白朗宁夫人抒情十四行诗集第四十一首

我满怀着感激和爱，向凡是在心里
I thank all who have loved me in their hearts,
爱过我的人们道谢。深深的感谢啊，
With thanks and love from mine. Deep thanks to all
好心的人们，打牢墙外经过，驻

足
Who paused a little near the prison-wall
听取我三两声稍微响亮些的音乐，
To hear my music in its louder parts
这才继续赶路，奔赴市场或是圣殿、
Ere they went onward, each one to the mart's
各自的前程，再无从召唤。可是你，
Or temple's occupation, beyond call.
当我的歌声低落了、接不上了，代之以
But thou, who, in my voice's sink and fall
哭泣，你却叫神的最尊贵的乐器
When the sob took it, thy divinest Art's
掉在脚下，倾听我那夹杂在泪珠里的
Own instrument didst drop down at thy foot
怨声。。。啊，指点我，该怎么报答
To harken what I said between my tears, ...
你的恩情吧！怎么能把这一片
Instruct me how to thank thee! -- Oh, to shoot
回旋荡漾的情意奉献给未来的
My soul's full meaning into future years,
岁月，由它来给我表白，向耐久的
That _they_ should lend it utterance, and salute
爱情致敬，凭着那短暂的人生！
Love that endures, from Life that disappears!


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白朗宁夫人抒情十四行诗集第四十二首

“未来啊，任你怎样临摹，也描不成
`_My future will not copy fair my past_' --
我过去的样本了，”我曾这么写过，
I wrote that once; and think at my side
以为守护在我身畔的天使会同意
My ministerig life-angel justified
这话，把仰天呼吁的眼光瞥向那
The word by his appealing look upcast
高踞玉座的上帝。待我回过头来，
To the white throne of God, I turned at last,
看见的却是你，还有你我的天使
And there, instead , saw thee, not unallied
结伴在一起！一向为哀怨、病痛
To angels in thy soul! Then I, long tried
所折磨的我，就把幸福抱得那么紧。
By natural ills, received the comfort fast,
一见了你，我那朝拜的手杖
While budding, at thy sight, my pilgrim's staff
抽了芽、发出了绿叶，承受着
Gave out green leaves with morning dews impearled.
清晨的露珠。如今，我再不追寻
I seek no copy now of life's first half:
我生命中前半的样本，让那些反复
Leave here the pages with long musing curled,
吟叹、卷了角的书页放过在一边，
And write me new my future's epigraph,
我给我重写出新的一章生命！
New angel mine, unhoped for in the world!


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白朗宁夫人抒情十四行诗集第四十三首

我是怎样地爱你？让我逐一细算。
How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.
我爱你尽我的心灵所能及到的
I love thee to the depth and breadth and height
深邃、宽广、和高度－－正象我探求
My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight
玄冥中上帝的存在和深厚的神恩。
For the ends of Being and ideal Grace.
我爱你的程度，就象日光和烛焰下
I love thee to the level of everyday's
那每天不用说得的需要。我不加思虑地
Most quiet need, by sun and candle-light.
爱你，就象男

子们为正义而斗争；
I love thee freely, as men strive for Right;
我纯洁地爱你，象他们在赞美前低头。
I love thee purely, as they turn from Praise.
我爱你以我童年的信仰；我爱你
I love thee with the passion put to use
以满怀热情，就象往日满腔的辛酸；
In my old griefs, and with my childhood's faith
我爱你，抵得上那似乎随着消失的圣者
I love thee with a love I seemed to lose
而消逝的爱慕。我爱你以我终生的
With my lost saints, -- I love thee with the breath,
呼吸，微笑和泪珠－－假使是上帝的
Smiles, tears, and all my life -- and, if God choose,
意旨，那么，我死了我还要更加爱你！
I shall but love thee better after death.


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白朗宁夫人抒情十四行诗集第四十四首

亲爱的，你从一整个夏天到冬天，
Beloved, thou hast brought me many flowers
从园子里采集了那么多的花
Plucked in the garden, all the summer through
送给我；而这幽闭的小室里，它们
And winter, and it seemed as if they grew
继续生长，仿佛并不缺少阳光和
In this close room, nor missed the sun and showers.
雨水的滋养。那么同样地凭着
So, in the like name of that love of ours,
这爱的名义－－那爱是属于我俩的，
Take back these thoughts which here unfold too,
也请收下了我的回敬；那在热天，
And which on warm and cold days I withdrew
在冷天，发自我心田的情思的花朵。
From my heart's ground. Indeed, those beds and bowers
不错，在我那园圃里确是长满着
Be overgrown with bitter weeds and rue,
野草和苦艾，有待于你来耘除；Instruct thine eyes to keep their colours true,
向你自己说，它们的根都埋在我的深心。
And tell thy soul, their roots are left in mine.
And wait thy weeding; yet here's eglantine,
可这儿也有白玫瑰，也有常春藤！
Here's ivy! -- take them, as I used to do
请收下吧，就象我惯常接受你的花。
Thy flowers, and keep them where they shall not pine.
好生地护养着，别让它褪落了颜色，