【英诗汉译欣赏】《五月清晨之歌》
Song on May Morning
Now the bright morning-star, day's harbinger,
Comes dancing from the east, and leads with her
The flowery May, who from her green lap throws
The yellow cowslip and the pale primrose.
Hail, bounteous May, that dost inspire
Mirth and youth and warm desire!
Woods and groves are of thy dressing,
Hill and dale doth boast thy blessing.
Thus we salute thee with our early song,
And welcome thee, and wish thee long.
白昼先驱的灿烂晨星,
现在从东方起舞来临,
她引领多花的五月,从她的绿色腿膝上抛撒
黄色的莲香花和灰白色的樱草花。
好啊,丰盛的五月,你激励助长
欢乐和青春以及热情的愿望!
森林和丛树是你的衣服,
小山和溪谷夸赞你的祝福。
因此我们用晨歌向你敬礼,
欢迎你,并祝愿你长久不离。
——弥尔顿(John Milton),秦希廉 译
Song on May Morning
Now the bright morning-star, day's harbinger,
Comes dancing from the east, and leads with her
The flowery May, who from her green lap throws
The yellow cowslip and the pale primrose.
Hail, bounteous May, that dost inspire
Mirth and youth and warm desire!
Woods and groves are of thy dressing,
Hill and dale doth boast thy blessing.
Thus we salute thee with our early song,
And welcome thee, and wish thee long.
白昼先驱的灿烂晨星,
现在从东方起舞来临,
她引领多花的五月,从她的绿色腿膝上抛撒
黄色的莲香花和灰白色的樱草花。
好啊,丰盛的五月,你激励助长
欢乐和青春以及热情的愿望!
森林和丛树是你的衣服,
小山和溪谷夸赞你的祝福。
因此我们用晨歌向你敬礼,
欢迎你,并祝愿你长久不离。
——弥尔顿(John Milton),秦希廉 译
You are the sovereign of my heart
Have all my joys attending on your will;
My joys low-ebbing when you do depart,
When you return their tide my heart doth fill.
So as you come and as you do depart,
Joy ebb and flow within my tender heart babe
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Have all my joys attending on your will;
My joys low-ebbing when you do depart,
When you return their tide my heart doth fill.
So as you come and as you do depart,
Joy ebb and flow within my tender heart babe
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today's reading excerpt:
Sonnet58
That god forbid that made me first your slave,
I should in thought control your times of pleasure,
Or at your hand the account of hours to crave,
Being your vassal, bound to stay your leisure!
O, let me suffer, being at your beck,
The imprison'd absence of your liberty;
And patience, tame to sufferance, bide each cheque,
Without accusing you of injury.
Be where you list, your charter is so strong
That you yourself may privilege your time
To what you will; to you it doth belong
Yourself to pardon of self-doing crime.
I am to wait, though waiting so be hell;
Not blame your pleasure, be it ill or well.
Sonnet58
That god forbid that made me first your slave,
I should in thought control your times of pleasure,
Or at your hand the account of hours to crave,
Being your vassal, bound to stay your leisure!
O, let me suffer, being at your beck,
The imprison'd absence of your liberty;
And patience, tame to sufferance, bide each cheque,
Without accusing you of injury.
Be where you list, your charter is so strong
That you yourself may privilege your time
To what you will; to you it doth belong
Yourself to pardon of self-doing crime.
I am to wait, though waiting so be hell;
Not blame your pleasure, be it ill or well.
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