自译艾米莉勃朗特诗歌
自译艾米莉勃朗特诗歌
诗意：丧亲（可能是亲人，可能是爱人）之后，诗人曾有意随逝者而去，最后压抑住了冲动，但痛苦仍在心中。
Remembrance 悼念
Cold in the earth—and the deep snow piled above thee,
Far, far removed, cold in the dreary grave!
Have I forgot, my only Love, to love thee,
Severed at last by Times all-severing wave?
安息在冰冷的地下——深厚的积雪掩埋，
远远，远远地离去，枯燥的墓穴里寒冷难耐！
那断绝万物的时间之潮最终将你我隔开，
但我唯一的爱人啊，我何曾停止过对你的爱？
Now, when alone, do my thoughts no longer hover
Over the mountains, on that northern shore,
Resting their wings where heath and fern-leaves cover
Thy noble heart forever, ever more?
如今，当孤身一人时，我的思绪可曾有片刻
不飞往那远方的群山，凌空那北方的岸滩，
令它的翅膀安歇在石楠和蕨叶
遮盖你那颗美好心灵的岸畔？
Cold in the earth—and fifteen wild Decembers,
From those brown hills, have melted into spring:
Faithful, indeed, is the spirit that remembers
After such years of change and suffering!
大地冰冷——已有十五个严冬，
那些棕色的山丘年年融化，先后迎来春日葱茏：
忠贞，那思念的灵魂属实忠贞
度过了这么多年的坎坷与容忍！
Sweet Love of youth, forgive, if I forget thee,
While the worlds tide is bearing me along;
Other desires and other hopes beset me,
Hopes which obscure, but cannot do thee wrong!
年轻的爱，请宽恕，若我忘记了你，
须知这世界的律动将我步步紧逼；
其他的欲望和希冀把我纠缠，
都是些晦涩的念想，所幸这些烦扰与你无干！
No later light has lightened up my heaven,
No second morn has ever shone for me;
All my lifes bliss from thy dear life was given,
All my lifes bliss is in the grave with thee.
再没有什么光芒点亮过我的天堂，
再没有第二个清晨为我闪耀；
你亲爱的生命给了我今生的一切福分，
如今它们都随你封进了坟。
But, when the days of golden dreams had perished,
And even Despair was powerless to destroy,
Then did I learn how existence could be cherished,
Strengthened, and fed without the aid of joy.
不过，当那些金色美梦的日子已然凉透，
连绝望再想破灭什么都不能够，
我便懂得了如何留住存在，
如何加强它，如何将它滋养而不必把欢乐依赖。
Then did I check the tears of useless passion—
Weaned my young soul from yearning after thine;
Sternly denied its burning wish to hasten
Down to that tomb already more than mine.
然后我清点了在徒劳的激情中洒下的泪水——
渐渐迫使我年轻的灵魂不再向你追随；
我坚决地掐灭了心中熊熊的热望
不再向那座庞大的坟墓投奔匆忙。
And, even yet, I dare not let it languish,
Dare not indulge in memorys rapturous pain;
Once drinking deep of that p>
How could I seek the empty world again?
不过，虽然如此，我仍不敢将它纵容，
仍不敢沉溺于记忆中的狂烈苦痛；
一朝深饮过那痛苦的圣泉，
如何再面对这空乏的人间？
BY EMILY JANE BRONTË
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