诗歌欣赏 Endymion全集
诗歌欣赏：Endymion
THE RISING moon has hid the stars；
Her level rays like golden bars
Lie on the landscape green
With shadows brown between．
And silver the river gleams
As if Diana in her dreams
Had dropt her silver bow
Upon the meadows low．
On such a tranquil night as this
She woke Endymion with a kiss
When sleeping in the grove
He dreamed not of her love．
Like Dian's kiss unasked unsought
Love gives itself but is not bought；
Nor voice nor sound betrays
Its deep impassioned gaze．
It comes —the beautiful the free
The crown of all humanity —
In silence and alone
To seek the elected one．
It lifts the boughs whose shadows deep
Are Life's oblivion the soul's sleep
And kisses the closed eyes
Of him who slumbering lies．
O weary hearts！ O slumbering eyes！
O drooping souls whose destinies
Are fraught with fear and pain
Ye shall be loved again！
No one is so accursed by fate
No one so utterly desolate
But some heart though unknown
Responds unto his own．
Responds —as if with unseen wings
An angel touched its quivering strings；
And whispers in its song
Where hast thou stayed so long?
诗歌欣赏：Be Drunk
by Charles Baudelaire
Translated by Louis Simpson
You have to be always drunk． That's all there is to it——it's the
only way． So as not to feel the horrible burden of time that breaks
your back and bends you to the earth， you have to be continually
drunk．
But on what? Wine， poetry or virtue， as you wish． But be
drunk．
And if sometimes， on the steps of a palace or the green grass of
a ditch， in the mournful solitude of your room， you wake again，
drunkenness already diminishing or gone， ask the wind， the wave，
the star， the bird， the clock， everything that is flying， everything
that is groaning， everything that is rolling， everything that is
singing， everything that is speaking． ． ．ask what time it is and
wind， wave， star， bird， clock will answer you： "It is time to be
drunk！ So as not to be the martyred slaves of time， be drunk， be
continually drunk！ On wine， on poetry or on vir
诗歌欣赏：Endnote
by Hayden Carruth
The great poems of
our elders in many
tongues we struggled
to comprehend who
are now content with
mystery simple
and profound you
in the night your
breath your body
orbit of time and
the moment you
Phosphorus and
Hesper a dark circle
of fertility so
bloodthirsty for us
you in the world
the night breathing
asleep and alive．
诗歌欣赏：Drinking Alone
I take my wine jug out among the flowers
to drink alone， without friends．
I raise my cup to entice the moon．
That， and my shadow， makes us three．
But the moon doesn't drink，
and my shadow silently follows．
I will travel with moon and shadow，
happy to the end of spring．
When I sing， the moon dances．
When I dance， my shadow dances， too．
We share life's joys when sober．
Drunk， each goes a separate way．
Constant friends， although we wander，
we'll meet again in the Milky Way．
诗歌欣赏：Eldorado
by Edgar Allan Poe
Gaily bedight，
A gallant knight，
In sunshine and in shadow，
Had journeyed long，
Singing a song，
In search of Eldorado．
But he grew old，
This knight so bold，
And o'er his heart a shadow
Fell as he found
No spot of ground
That looked like Eldorado．
And， as his strength
Failed him at length，
He met a pilgrim shadow；
"Shadow，" said he，
"Where can it be，
This land of Eldorado?"
"Over the mountains
Of the moon，
Down the valley of the shadow，
Ride， boldly ride，"
The shade replied，——
"If you seek for Eldorado！"
诗歌欣赏：Dover Beach
by Matthew Arnold
The sea is calm tonight．
The tide is full， the moon lies fair
Upon the straits； on the French coast， the light
Gleams and is gone； the cliffs of England stand，
Glimmering and vast， out in the tranquil bay．
Come to the window， sweet is the night－air！
Only， from the long line of spray
Where the sea meets the moon－blanched land，
Listen！ you hear the grating roar
Of pebbles which the waves draw back， and fling，
At their return， up the high strand，
Begin， and cease， and then again begin，
With tremulous cadence slow， and bring
The eternal note of sadness in．
Sophocles long ago
Heard it on the Aegean， and it brought
Into his mind the turbid ebb and flow
Of human misery； we
Find also in the sound a thought，
Hearing it by this distant northern sea．
The Sea of Faith
Was once， too， at the full， and round earth's shore
Lay like the folds of a bright girdle furled．
But now I only hear
Its melancholy， long， withdrawing roar，
Retreating， to the breath
Of the night－wind， down the vast edges drear
And naked shingles of the world．
Ah， love， let us be true
To one another！ for the world， which seems
To lie before us like a land of dreams，
So various， so beautiful， so new，
Hath really neither joy， nor love， nor light，
Nor certitude， nor peace， nor help for pain；
And we are here as on a darkling plain
Swept with confused alarms of struggle and flight，
Where ignorant armies clash by night．
Of the elder dead．
Winds of summer fields
Recollect the way，——
Instinct picking up the key
Dropped by memory．
一百年以后
在一百年以后，
没有人知道这个地方——
极度的痛苦，命名了那里，
安宁如同静寂。
杂草得意洋洋地蔓延，
陌生的人们漫步，拼读
那死亡接骨木的
孤独正字表。
夏日田地的风
追忆起那条道路——
直觉挖掘出那答案
在记忆的点滴里。
Wild Nights－Wild Nights！
Wild nights！ Wild nights！
Were I with thee
Wild nights should be
Our luxury！
Futile－the winds
To a heart in port—
Done with the compass
Done with the chart！
Rowing in Eden
Ah， the sea！
Might I but moor－To－night
In thee！
暴风雨夜－暴风雨夜
暴风雨夜！暴风雨夜！
我若和你同在一起，
暴风雨夜就是
豪奢的喜悦！
风，无能为力——
心，已在港内——
罗盘，不必！
海图，不必！
泛舟在伊甸园——
啊，海！
但愿我能，今夜
泊在你的水城！（江枫译）
暴风雨夜——暴风雨夜！（另一个翻译版本）
暴风雨夜——暴风雨夜！
我若和你在一起
暴风雨夜该是
我们的欢娱！
徒劳——这狂风——
对着一颗泊港的心——
不用罗盘——
不用海图！
荡浆伊甸园——
啊，大海！
今夜——但愿我泊在
你的胸怀里！
I never saw a moor
I never saw a Moor——
I never saw the Sea——
Yet know I how the Heather looks
And what a Billow be．
I never spoke with God
Nor visited in Heaven——
Yet certain am I of the spot
As if the Checks were given——
我从未看过荒原
我从未看过荒原——
我从未看过海洋——
可我知道石楠的容貌
和狂涛巨浪。
我从未与上帝交谈
也不曾拜访过天堂——
可我好像已通过检查
一定会到那个地方．（金舟译）
Compensation
For each ecstatic instant
We must an anguish pay
In keen and quivering ratio
To the ecstasy．
For each beloved hour
Sharp pittances of years，
Bitter contested farthings
And coffers heaped with tears．
补偿
为每一个狂喜的瞬间
我们必须偿以痛苦至极，
刺痛和震颤
正比于狂喜。
为每一个可爱的时刻
必偿以多年的微薄薪饷，
辛酸争夺来的半分八厘
和浸满泪水的钱箱。（金舟译）
I heard a fly buzz——when I died ——
I heard a Fly buzz —— when I died ——
The stillness in the Room
Was like the stillness in the Air ——
Between the Heaves of Sotrm ——
The Eyes around —— had wrung when them dry ——
And breaths were gathering firm
For that last Onset —— when the King
Be witnessed —— in the Room ——
I willed my keepsakes ——Signed away
What portion of me be
Assignable —— and then it was
There interposed a Fly ——
With Blue —— uncertain stumbling Buzz ——
Between the light —— and me ——
And the the windows failed ——and then
I could not see to see ——
我听到苍蝇的嗡嗡声——当我死时
我听到苍蝇的嗡嗡声——当我死时
房间里，一片沉寂
就像空气突然平静下来——
在风暴的间隙
注视我的眼睛——泪水已经流尽—
我的呼吸正渐渐变紧
等待最后的时刻——上帝在房间里
现身的时刻——降临
我已经分掉了——关于我的
所有可以分掉的
东西——然后我就看见了
一只苍蝇——
蓝色的——微妙起伏的嗡嗡声
在我——和光——之间
然后窗户关闭——然后
我眼前漆黑一片——
How happy is the little Stone
How happy is the little Stone
That rambles in the Road alone，
And doesn't care about Careers
And Exigencies never fears ——
Whose Coat of elemental Brown
A passing Universe put on，
And independent as the Sun
Associates or glows alone
Fulfilling absolute Decree
In casual simplicity ——
这颗小石何等幸福
这颗小石何等幸福
独自在路旁漫步
它不汲汲于功名
也从不为变故担心
变幻的宇宙
也得被它质朴的棕色外衣
它独立不羁如太阳
与众辉煌
或独自闪光
它顺应天意
单纯
一味自然
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