第二十七首
我的心爱的人，举起我
从我被弃扔的阴沉地洞。
又，在奄奄一息的绺绺间，吹送
生命的气息，直至额头发络
重现希望光泽，先你拯救的吻之机，
所有天使都看见！我的，我的，
来到我身边，当整个世界都离去了，
一心渴望上帝的我，得到了，你！
我得到你了：我安全了，强壮了，好好啊。
正像你站在甘露清新的长春花前，
回顾前生渡过的那
冗长沉闷时光……噢，我，胸潮激洄！
结果证明，这世间，这好与坏之间，
“爱”，亦如“死”一般强大，最好还是要找回。
XXVII.
MY own Beloved, who hast lifted me
From this drear flat of earth where I was thrown,
And in betwixt the languid ringlets, blown
A life-breath, till the forehead hopefully
Shines out again, as all the angels see,
Before thy saving kiss ! My own, my own,
Who camest to me when the world was gone,
And I who looked for only God, found _thee ! _
I find thee : I am safe, and strong, and glad.
As one who stands in dewless asphodel
Looks backward on the tedious time he had
In the upper life … so I, with bosom-swell,
Make witness here between the good and bad,
That Love, as strong as Death, retrieves as well.
第二十八首
我的信！所有死寂的纸张……无声又苍凉！——
可他们又象是活着，震颤
抗拒我发抖的双手，直至夜深任这叠松散
放纵膝上。
这张说……他愿我进入他视线
一次，在春季里确定的一天，象个朋友：
来碰一下我的手……一个简单的理由，
可是我为之哭泣！——这……这纸上的光焰……
说，“亲爱的，我爱你：”我沉懵，惕栗，
仿佛上帝将要对我的结局怒烘。
这张说，“我是你的”——真地，淡澄的墨迹
像我心里急速打鼓的假充。
还有这张……噢，爱，你的话产生副效益，
但愿最后，这张说，我胆敢复颂！
XXVIII.
MY letters ! all dead paper, …mute and white ! ---
And yet they seem alive and quivering
Against my tremulous hands, while loose the string
And let them drop down on my knee to-night.
This said, … he wished to have me in his sight
Once, as a friend : this fixed a day in spring
To come and touch my hand … a simple thing,
Yet I wept for it ! --- this, … the paper's light …
Said, _Dear, I love thee : _ and I sank and quailed
As if God's future thundered on my past :
This said, _I am thine_ --- and so its ink has paled
With lying at my heart that beat too fast :
And this … O Love, thy words have ill availed,
If, what this said, I dared repeat at last !
第二十九首
我想你！——绵绵萌生思绪
围绕着你，像野生蔓藤，围绕树木——
伸展广茂枝叶，不久就看不出
哪里藏着树，却见繁盛蔓衍的绿。
可是，噢，我胜利的棕榈，透顶明畅，
我不会用我的牵挂取代你布爱者
更爱，更旺！宁愿，即刻
重现你存在！像强壮的树该有的模样，
袒露你的躯干，婆娑你的枝体，
让这些缠缚你的青枝翠荩
重重掉下……勃发，破碎，撒落遍地！
由于这深深的快乐啊，看你，听你，沁沁
呼吸你荫蔽下清新的空气，
我竟不想你了——因为我，靠你太近。
XXIX.
I THINK of thee ! --- my thoughts do twine and bud
About thee, as wild vines about a tree, ---
Put out broad leaves, and soon there's nought to see
Except the straggling green which hides the wood.
Yet, O my palm-tree, be it understood
I will not have my thoughts instead of thee
Who art dearer, better ! Rather, instantly
Renew thy presence ! As a strong tree should,
Rustle thy boughs, and set thy trunk all bare,
And let these bands of greenery which insphere thee,
Drop heavily down, … burst, shattered, everywhere !
Because, in this deep joy to see and hear thee
And breathe within thy shadow a new air,
I do not think of thee --- I am too near thee.
第三十首
看你肖像，我的泪直流到夜深，
又至天明，开心看你。指迷
问津？——心爱的人，那是你
或是我？令我悲哀么？僧人
在圣歌乐事和感恩礼仪中，可能如此彻底
失败，表情冷漠淡然跑弦
于圣坛台阶。我听见你的声音和誓言
不知所措，难以置信，因为你在视觉之外施艺，
像他一样，合唱的阿门正对着惊讶的耳朵！
心爱的人，你爱么？要么是我看见的所有荣光
如梦一般模糊，是光亮太炽灼
放大了我的想象，
以适应我灵魂的眼睛？重现的光辉，还会若
现在这些涌淌的泪……热切而真实地洒降么？
XXX.
I SEE thine image through my tears to-night,
And yet to-day I saw thee smiling. How
Refer the cause ? --- Beloved, is it thou
Or I ? who makes me sad ? The acolyte
Amid the chanted joy and thankful rite,
May so fall flat, with pale insensate brow,
On the altar-stair. I hear thy voice and vow
Perplexed, uncertain, since thou’rt out of sight,
As he, in his swooning ears, the choir's amen !
Beloved, dost thou love ? or did I see all
The glory as I dreamed, and fainted when
Too vehement light dilated my ideal
For my soul's eyes ? Will that light come again,
As now these tears come … falling hot and real ?
第三十一首
你临莅！所有说出的话没有一个字。
坐在你注视中，像孩子处于
正午阳光下，兴奋的灵魂穿越
他们陶醉的眼睑，从未经证明却是
丰饶的快乐内心升起。瞧，我错在
最后的疑惑！可是我不后悔
大部分过失，除了这件……我们两个要为
一个瞬间承载
该得的互有存在，噢，要保持亲近亲密，
你鸽子一般的救助！而且，当我的畏惧就要起动，
用你宽阔的心胸沉稳地干预！
以你神圣的资格全盘拿中
那些战栗的思想，趁着那还弱惧
若翼羽未丰的鸟儿逃向天空。
XXXI.
THOU comest ! all is said without a word.
I sit beneath thy looks, as children do
In the noon-sun, with souls that tremble through
Their happy eyelids from an unaverred
Yet prodigal inward joy. Behold, I erred
In that last doubt ! and yet I cannot rue
The sin most, but the occasion … that we two
Should for a moment stand unministered
By a mutual presence. Ah, keep near and close,
Thou dovelike help ! and, when my fears would rise,
With thy broad heart serenely interpose !
Brood down with thy divine sufficiencies
These thoughts which tremble when bereft of those,
Like callow birds left desert to the skies.
第三十二首
第一次，太阳升起在你的誓词，
爱我！我朝向月亮，
放松所有那些镣铐，似乎太快，太想
很快，就信赖于产生一个永恒的宣誓。
迅速钟情，我以为，可能很快厌倦；
并且，看我自己，似乎不像要
如此爱的人！——更像一种出律的调，
消蚀衰疲的六弦琴。一个好歌手会被激怒斥怨，
弄糟了他的歌，还要，匆忙攫抓，
丢弃最先的音蠡。
我不让自己犯这种错误，可是我落下
一个错，在，在你，以为完美绷紧可以
持悬在征服者手上，无惧损伤的乐匣——
灵魂的伟大在此一举，成功，抑或昏聩。
XXXII.
THE first time that the sun rose on thine oath
To love me, I looked forward to the moon
To slacken all those bonds which seemed too soon
And quickly tied to make a lasting troth.
Quick-loving hearts, I thought, may quickly loathe ;
And, looking on myself, I seemed not one
For such man's love ! --- more like an out of tune
Worn viol, a good singer would be wroth
To spoil his song with, and which, snatched in haste,
Is laid down at the first ill-sounding note.
I did not wrong myself so, but I placed
A wrong on _thee_. For perfect strains may float
'Neath master-hands, from instruments defaced, ---
And great souls, at one stroke, may do and doat.
第三十三首
是呀，唤我，用我的乳名！让我再
听这名字，我习惯就跑过去，撇开孩提童趣
烂漫天真的游戏，丢掉毛绒绒的黄花九轮草驹，
朝上去看那些面容，那业已证实的我的爱，
目光带着期待。我思念这温宠
清澈的声音，还受着吸引，并顺从
走进天堂纯真的乐音之中。
唤我不存在，沉寂尸垅。
直到我，我，呼唤上帝……呼唤上帝！所以借你的口
承袭那些现今已去：
聚北方花朵来完美南方之州，
捕捉早先的爱致爱晚娱！
是呀，唤我，用那个名字——那么我，确有
同样的心，立即回答，毫不犹豫。
XXXIII.
YES, call me by my pet-name ! let me hear
The name I used to run at, when a child,
From innocent play, and leave the cowslips piled,
To glance up in some face that proved me dear
With the look of its eyes. I miss the clear
Fond voices, which, being drawn and reconciled
Into the music of Heaven's undefiled,
Call me no longer. Silence on the bier,
While _I_ call God … call God ! --- So let thy mouth
Be heir to those who are now exanimate :
Gather the north flowers to complete the south,
And catch the early love up in the late !
Yes, call me by that name, --- and I, in truth,
With the same heart, will answer, and not wait.
第三十四首
以同样的心，我说，我会答复回瞧，
那样，当你要用我的名字唤我——
哎呀，愚蠢的约定！同样地，同样地么，
不知所措，被生命的智谋滋扰？
从前，每当唤我，我回应那么急迫，
丢落了花，即刻退出游戏，
跑来回答，还带着最后脱离
那瞬时游戏的微笑，继续我
从始至终的服从。现在，当我回答，
会丢掉阴沉思想；——决裂孤僻：——
照例让我的心跑向你……思虑着怎么啦……
不至于利益单一，而有全部利益！
把你的手放在上面，最好的一只，承认允纳
并非只是孩子的脚步才能跑得快如脉息。
XXXIV.
WITH the same heart, I said, I'll answer thee
As those, when thou shalt call me by my name ---
Lo, the vain promise ! Is the same, the same,
Perplexed and ruffled by life's strategy ?
When called before, I told how hastily
I dropped my flowers, or brake off from a game,
To run and answer with the smile that came
At play last moment, and went on with me
Through my obedience. When I answer now,
I drop a grave thought ; --- break from solitude : ---
Yet still my heart goes to thee … ponder how …
Not as to a single good but all my good !
Lay thy hand on it, best one, and allow
That no child's foot could run fast as this blood.
第三十五首
如果，我为你放弃全部，你会交换
所有，都给我么？我会永远都不思念家乡的
闲聊，祝福，轮流想起每一个
俗常的吻，也不计较怪异，疏慢
我抬头冷不防看见的一个全新的
四壁地板……与这里不同的另一个家？
不仅如此，你会满足于那里充满我那
太娇弱，不知改变的呆滞眼睛么？
那最难！设想克制爱，已经试用，
克服悲痛，试过更多……正如所有考验证明那样：
所谓悲伤，确实就是爱，和伴随的伤痛。
唉，我执著爱，因为心伤——
益加爱我么——你会？敞开你宽广的心胸，
在里面合拢你淋湿的鸽子翅膀。
XXXV.
IF I leave all for thee, wilt thou exchange
And _be_ all to me ? Shall I never miss
Home-talk and blessing, and the common kiss
That comes to each in turn, nor count it strange,
When I look up, to drop on a new range
Of walls and floors … another home than this ?
Nay, wilt thou fill that place by me which is
Filled by dead eyes, too tender to know change ?
That's hardest ! If to conquer love, has tried,
To conquer grief tries more … as all things prove :
For grief indeed is love, and grief beside,
Alas, I have grieved so I am hard to love ---
Yet love me --- wilt thou ? Open thine heart wide,
And fold within, the wet wings of thy dove. | 