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Twenty-Four Years
二十四年
Dylan Thomas
狄兰 托马斯
Twenty-four years remind the tears of my eyes.
回顾二十四年的岁月，我的眼里充满泪水。
（Bury the dead for fear that they walk to the grave in labour.）
（埋葬死者以免他们在阵痛中步向坟地。）
In the groin of the natural doorway I crouched like a tailor
我曾蹲在天然门廊的腹沟里，
Sewing a shroud for a journey
像个裁缝，借用一吞食切的阳光，
By the light of the meat-eating sun.
缝制一件旅行用的寿衣。
Dressed to die, the sensual strut begun,
盛装就死，肉欲之徜徉已开始，
With my red veins full of money,
我的红色血管里满是金钱，
In the final direction of the elementary town
朝着小市镇最后的方向
I advance for as long as forever is.
我永久地前行。
When You Are Old
When you are old and grey and full of sleep,
And nodding by the fire, take down this book,
And slowly read, and dream of the soft look
Your eyes had once, and of their shadows deep;
How many loved your moments of glad grace,
And loved your beauty with love false or true,
But one man loved the pilgrim soul in you,
And loved the sorrows of your changing face;
And bending beside the glowing bars,
Murmur, a little sadly, how love fled
And paced upon the mountains overhead
And hid his face amid a crowd of stars.
待到你到了暮年
待到你到了暮年，
头发花白， 疲惫困倦；
手捧诗卷拥炉而坐，
打着瞌睡慢慢翻看；
常常消失字影，
时时落入梦幻；
昔日眼带阴郁或温柔，
不时在脑海中闪现。
不论是虚情假意，
还是真心一片；
多少人把你愉悦的丰姿艳羡，
多少人把你美丽的相貌热恋？
但这世上只有一人，
真正爱你永无改变：
无论是你圣洁的灵魂，
还是你变得忧伤的容颜。
弯腰坐在烧旺的炉前，
哀愁淡淡， 低声念念；
青春的爱已离去，
就在转瞬之间！
它跨越高山，
它飞进蓝天；
它在星云中躲藏，
它在夜空里弥散。
I Think I Can
我想我能行
If you think you are beaten, you are;
If you think you dare not, you don't;
If you want to win but think you can't;
It's almost a cinch you won't.
If you think you'll lose, you're lost;
For out of the world we find
Success begins with a fellow's will;
It's all in a state of mind.
Life's battles don't always go
To the stronger and faster man,
But sooner or later the man who wins
Is the man who thinks he can.
如果你认为你败了，那你就一败涂地；
如果你认为你不敢，那你就会退缩畏葸；
如果你想赢但是认为你不能；
那么毫无疑问你就会失利。
如果你认为你输了，你就输了；
因为我们发现人世间
成功从一个人的意志开始；
成功是一种心态。
生活之战中，
胜利并非总是属于更强和更快的人，
胜利者终究是
认为自己能行的人。
wild Fire
野火
Ai Qing
艾青
Set these black nights ablaze,
在这些黑夜里燃烧起来
On these lofty mountaintops ，
在这些高高的山巅上
Extend your arms of flame,
伸出你的光焰的手
Embrace her dark-blue, ice-cold bosom,
去抚扪夜的宽阔的胸脯
From the tips of your high-leaping flames,
从你的最处跳动着的尖顶
Let your sparks fly out
把你的火星飞飏起来
Let them descend, like a host of sprites
让它们像群仙似的飘落在
Down the unfathomable, dark-cold abyss
那些莫测的黑暗而又冰冷的深谷
Let them flash on the souls fast asleep there
去照见那些沉睡的灵魂
Let them, even if only in dazed dreaming
让它们即使在缥缈的梦中
Dance, for once, the dance of joy.
也能得一次狂欢的舞蹈
Set these black nights ablaze
在这些黑夜燃烧起来
Lat the flames climb higher and higher!
更高些！更高些！
Let your joyous configurations
让你的欢乐的形体
Rise from the ground to the heavens
从地面升向高空
Inspire this wearisome world of ours
使我们这困倦的世界
With the dance of your spirited fire
因了你的火光的鼓舞
Rise up and soar!
苏醒起来！喧腾起来！
Look to you
让这黑夜里的一切的眼
Let the thousand eyes of this dark night
都在看望着你
Let the hearts on this dark night
让这黑夜里的一切的心
All heed your earth-shaking summons
都因了你的召唤而震荡
Oh, your Joyous flames
欢笑的火焰啊
Oh, your trembling flames
颤动的火焰啊
Listen! From what profound comer
听呀从什么深邃的角落
Comes this song that hymns your praise like a waterfall.。.
传来了那赞颂你的瀑布似的歌声
Lines
I have been cherish’d and forgiven
By many tender-hearted,
’Twas for the sake of one in Heaven
Of him that is departed.
Because I bear my father’s name
I am not quite despised,
My little legacy of fame
I've not yet realized.
And yet if you should praise myself
I'll tell you, I had rather
You'd give your love to me, poor elf,
Your praise to my great father.
无 情 诗
多少人对我动了芳心，
然后又把我忘却干净；
她们爱我原因只有一个，
那就是我父亲的在天之灵。
只因我继承了父辈的姓氏，
我便深受人们的尊敬；
可我一直没有想到，
这小小的遗产会带来声名。
然而，如果你要赞扬我，
不如去赞扬我的父亲；
告诉你，可怜的小精灵，
我所需要的只是你的爱情。
Hope
希望
Emily Bronte
艾米莉 勃朗特
Hope was but a timid friend,
希望只是个羞怯的友伴。
She sat without the grated den,
她坐在我的囚牢之外，
Watching how my fate would tend,
以自私者的冷眼旁观
Even as selfish-hearted men.
观察我的命运的好歹。
She was cruel in her fear,
她因胆怯而如此冷酷。
Through the bars one weary day,
郁闷的一天，我透过铁栏，
I looked out to see her there,
想看到我的希望的面目，
And she turned her face away!
却见她立即背转了脸！
Like a false guard, false watch keeping,
像一个假看守在假意监视，
Still in strife, she whispered peace ；
一面敌对一面又暗示和平；
She would sing while I was weeping,
当我哀泣时她吟唱歌词，
If I listened, she would cease.
当我静听她却噤口无声。
False she was, and unrelenting;
她心如铁石而且虚假。
When my last joys strewed the ground,
当我最后的欢乐落满地，
Even Sorrow saw, repenting,
见此悲惨的遗物四处抛撒，
Those sad relics scattered round;
就连“哀愁”也遗憾不已
Those days. Those people, Those poems
而希望，她本来能悄悄耳语
Balm to all my frenzied pain,
为痛苦欲狂者搽膏止痛，
Stretched her wings,and soared to heaven,
却伸展双翼向天堂飞去，
Went, and ne'er eturned again!
一去不回，从此不见影踪。