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《夜鶯頌》是英國詩人約翰·濟慈的詩作。
1818年,濟慈23歲。那年,詩人患上了肺癆,同時詩人還處於和方妮·布朗小姐的熱戀中。正如詩人自己說的,他常常想的兩件事就是愛情的甜蜜和自己死去的時間。在一個深沉的夜晚,在濃密的樹枝下,在鳥兒嘹亮的歌聲中,詩人一口氣寫下了這首8節80多行的《夜鶯頌》。
生與死,現實與夢是古今中外的共同話題。古有莊周夢蝶的豁然開朗,近代有濟慈聽夜鶯歌聲嚮往永恆的歡樂。人人都有離去之時,唯有夜鶯歌聲不滅。
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Ode to a nightingale
夜鶯頌
John Keats
約翰.濟慈
My heart aches, and a drowsy numbness pains
My sense, as though of hemlock I had drunk,
Or emptied some dull opiate to the drains
One minute past, and Lethe-wards had sunk:
‘Tis not through envy of thy happy lot,
But being too happy in thine happiness ——
That thou, light winged Dryad of the trees,
In some melodious plot
Of beechen green, and shadows numberless,
Singest of summer in full-throated ease。
我的心在痛,困頓和麻木
刺進了感官,有如飲過毒鳩,
又象是剛剛把鴉片吞服,
於是向著列斯忘川下沉:
並不是我嫉妒你的好運,
而是你的快樂使我太歡欣--
因為在林間嘹亮的天地裡,
你呵,輕翅的仙靈,
你躲進山毛櫸的蔥綠和蔭影,
放開歌喉,歌唱著夏季。
O, for a draught of vintage! that hath been
Cool’d a long age in the deep-delved earth,
Tasting of Flora and the country green,
Dance, and Provencal song, and sunburnt mirth!
O for a beaker full of the warm South
Full of the true, the blushful Hippocrene,
With beaded bubbles winking at the brim,
And purple-stained mouth,
That I might drink, and leave the world unseen,
And with thee fade away into the forest dim。
哎,要是有一口酒!那冷藏
在地下多年的清醇飲料,
一嘗就令人想起綠色之邦,
想起花神,戀歌,陽光和舞蹈!
要是有一杯南國的溫暖
充滿了鮮紅的靈感之泉,
杯沿明滅著珍珠的泡沫,
給嘴唇染上紫斑;
哦,我要一飲而離開塵寰,
和你同去幽暗的林中隱沒。
Fade far away, dissolve, and quite forget
What thou amongst the leaves hast never known,
The weariness, the fever, and the fret
Here, where men sit and hear each other groan;
Where palsy shakes a few, sad, last grey hairs。
Where youth grows pale, and spectre-thin,and dies;
Where but to think is to be full of sorrow
And leaden-eyed despairs;
Where Beauty cannot keep her lustrous eyes,
Or new Love pine at them beyond to-morrow。
遠遠地、遠遠隱沒,讓我忘掉
你在樹葉間從不知道的一切,
忘記這疲勞、熱病、和焦躁,
這使人對坐而悲嘆的世界;
在這裡,青春蒼白、消瘦、死亡,
而“癱瘓”有幾根白髮在搖擺;
在這裡,稍一思索就充滿了
憂傷和灰色的絕望,
而“美”保持不住明眸的光彩,
新生的愛情活不到明天就枯凋。
Away! away! for I will fly to thee,
Not charioted by Bacchus and his pards,
But on the viewless wings of Poesy,
Though the dull brain perplexes and retards。
Already with thee! tender is the night,
And haply the Queen-Moon is on her throne,
Clustered around by all her starry Fays;
But here there is no light,
Save what from heaven is with the breezes blown
Through verdurous glooms and winding mossy ways。
去吧!去吧!我要朝你飛去,
不用和酒神坐文豹的車駕,
我要展開詩歌底無形羽翼,
儘管這頭腦已經困頓、疲乏;
去了!呵,我已經和你同往!
夜這般溫柔,月後正登上寶座,
周圍是侍衛她的一群星星;
但這兒卻不甚明亮,
除了有一線天光,被微風帶過,
蔥綠的幽暗,和苔蘚的曲徑。
I cannot see what flowers are at my feet,
Nor what soft incense hangs upon the boughs,
But, in embalmed darkness, guess each sweet
Where with the seasonable month endows
The grass, the thicket, and the fruit-tree wild-
White hawthorn, and the pastoral eglantine;
Fast fading violets covered up in leaves;
And mid-May‘s eldest child,
The coming musk-rose, full of dewy wine,
The murmurous haunt of flies on summer eves。
我看不出是哪種花草在腳旁,
什麼清香的花掛在樹枝上;
在溫馨的幽暗裡,我只能猜想
這個時令該把哪種芬芳
賦予這果樹,林莽,和草叢,
這白枳花,和田野的玫瑰,
這綠葉堆中易謝的紫羅蘭,
還有五月中旬的嬌寵,
這綴滿了露酒的麝香薔薇,
它成了夏夜蚊蚋的嗡縈的港灣。
Darkling I listen; and for many a time
I have been half in love with easeful Death,
Called him soft names in many a mused rhyme,
To take into the air my quiet breath;
Now more than ever seems it rich to die,
To cease upon the midnight with no pain,
While thou art pouring forth thy soul abroad
In such an ecstasy!
Still wouldst thou sing, and I have ears in vain ——
To thy high requiem become a sod。
我在黑暗裡傾聽:呵,多少次
我幾乎愛上了靜謐的死亡,
我在詩思裡用盡了好的言辭,
求他把我的一息散入空茫;
而現在,哦,死更是多麼富麗:
在午夜裡溘然魂離人間,
當你正傾瀉著你的心懷
發出這般的狂喜!
你仍將歌唱,但我卻不再聽見--
你的葬歌只能唱給泥草一塊。
Thou wast not born for death, immortal Bird!
No hungry generations tread thee down;
The voice I hear this passing night was heard
In ancient days by emperor and clown:
Perhaps the self-same song that found a path
Through the sad heart of Ruth, when, sick for home,
She stood in tears amid the alien corn;
The same that oft-times hath
Charm’d magic casement, opening on the foam
Of perilous seas, in faery lands forlorn。
永生的鳥呵,你不會死去!
飢餓的世代無法將你蹂躪;
今夜,我偶然聽到的歌曲
曾使古代的帝王和村夫喜悅;
或許這同樣的歌也曾激盪
露絲憂鬱的心,使她不禁落淚,
站在異邦的谷田裡想著家;
就是這聲音常常
在失掉了的仙域裡引動窗扉:
一個美女望著大海險惡的浪花。
Forlorn! the very word is like a bell
To toll me back from thee to my sole self!
Adieu! the fancy cannot cheat so well
As she is famed to do, deceiving elf。
Adieu! adieu! thy plaintive anthem fades
Past the near meadows, over the still stream,
Up the hill-side; and now ‘tis buried deep
In the next valley-glades:
Was is a vision, or a waking dream?
Fled is that music —— Do I wake or sleep?
呵,失掉了!這句話好比一聲鍾
使我猛醒到我站腳的地方!
別了!幻想,這騙人的妖童,
不能老耍弄它盛傳的伎倆。
別了!別了!你怨訴的歌聲
流過草坪,越過幽靜的溪水,
溜上山坡;而此時,它正深深
埋在附近的溪谷中:
噫,這是個幻覺,還是夢寐?
那歌聲去了:--我是睡?是醒?
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