白朗宁十四行诗

她的诗和她的爱情 －－－女诗人Elizabeth Barrett Browning小传 Elizabeth Browning是十九世纪英国著名女诗人，生于１８０６年３月６日。十五岁时，不幸骑马跌损了脊椎。从此，下肢瘫痪达２４年。在她３９岁那年，结识了小她６岁的诗人Robert Browning.她那充满着哀怨的生命从此打开了新的一章。她本来是一个残废的病人，生命，只剩下一长串没有欢乐的日子；青春，在生与死的边缘上黯然消逝。如今，在迟暮的岁月里赶上了早年的爱情。然而，她只能流着泪，用无情的沉默来回答一声声爱情的呼唤。但是，爱情战胜了死亡，从死亡的阴影里救出了一个已经放弃了生命的人。就象神话中的英雄在悬崖边救出了被供奉给海怪的公主，替公主打开了裹在她周身的铁链；她那不知疲倦的情人也帮着她摆脱了她的惊慌、她的疑虑、她的哀怨，扶着她一步步来到了阳光底下。她动荡不安的感情逐渐变得稳定了；她对于人生开始有了信心，产生了眷恋。未来的幸福，不再是一团强烈的幻光，叫她不敢逼视，不敢伸出手去碰一下了。她敢于拿爱情来报答爱情了。 这份爱情使她奇迹般地重新站了起来。在病室中被禁锢了２４年之后，她终于可以凭自己的双脚重新走到阳光下了。 白朗宁夫妇一起度过了１５年幸福的生活，在这１５年中，从不知道有一天的分离。１８６１年６月２９日，白朗宁夫人永别了她的Robert。临终之前，她并没多大病疼，也没有预感，只是觉得倦；那是一个晚上，她正和白朗宁商量消夏的。她和他谈心说笑，用最温存的话表示她的爱情；后来她感到倦，就偎依在白朗宁的胸前睡去了。她这样地睡了几分钟，头突然垂了下来；他以为她是一时昏晕，但是她去了，再不回来了。她在他的怀抱中瞑了目。她的容貌，象少女一般，微笑，快乐。 这部感人的诗集就是他们爱情生活的真实写照。它是英国文学史上的珍品之一。其美丽动人，甚至超过莎士比亚的十四行诗集。有多人译过这本诗集，如闻一多，查良铮（金庸）等。但我认为方平译得最好，令人爱不释手。这里Post的就是方平译本。白朗宁夫人最初开始写这十四行组诗大概是在她答应了白朗宁的求婚以后那一段时期。直到他们婚后住到了比萨，白朗宁才读到这本诗集。他不敢把这文学上的无价之宝留给他一个人享受。１８５０年白朗宁夫人出版了一卷诗集，把这组十四行诗也收进在内，共四十四首，还取了一个总名，叫做《葡萄牙人十四行诗集》，用以掩饰作者身分，因白朗宁夫人不愿意把个人情诗发表今将这本诗集奉献给大家，希望大家会喜欢。 晓拂 Footnote: In the 1850 _Poems_ there are *43* ( fourty three ) sonnets. The sonnet previously called ``Future and Past'', which appeared divorced from _Sonnets from the Portuguese_ in the 1850 collection, was added to them as No. XLII ( 42 ) in 1856, bringing the number up to *44* ( fourty four ). Source: EBB Selected Poems, The John Hopkins University Press, 1988. *01.EEB 白朗宁夫人抒情十四行诗集第一首 我想起，当年希腊的诗人曾经歌咏： I thought once how Theocritus had sung 年复一年，那良辰在殷切的盼望中 Of the sweet years, the dear and wished-for years, 翩然降临，各自带一份礼物 Who each one in a gracious hand appears 分送给世人－－年老或是年少。 To bear a gift for mortals, old or young: 当我这么想，感叹着诗人的古调， And, as I mused it in his antique tongue, 穿过我泪眼所逐渐展开的幻觉， I saw, in gradual vision through my tears, 我看见，那欢乐的岁月、哀伤的岁月－－ The sweet, sad years, the melancholy years, 我自己的年华，把一片片黑影接连着 Those of my own life, who by turns had flung 掠过我的身。紧接着，我就觉察 A shadow across me. Straightway I was 'ware, （我哭了）我背后正有个神秘的黑影 So weeping, how a mystic Shape did move 在移动，而且一把揪住了我的发， Behind me, and drew me backward by the hair; 往后拉，还有一声吆喝（我只是在挣扎）： And a voice said in mastery, while I strove, -- “这回是谁逮住了你？猜！”“死，”我答话。 `Guess now who holds thee?' -- `Death.' I said. But, there 听哪，那银铃似的回音：“不是死，是爱！” The silver answer rang, -- `Not Death, but love.' *02.EEB 白朗宁夫人抒情十四行诗集第二首 可是在上帝的全宇宙里，总共才只 But only three in all God's universe 三个人听见了你那句话：除了 Have heard this word thou hast said, -- Himself, beside 讲话的你、听话的我，就是他－－ Thee speaking, and me listening! and replied 上帝自己！我们中间还有一个 One of us ... _that_ was God, ... and laid the curse 出来答话；那昏黑的诅咒落上 So darkly on my eyelids, as to amerce 我的眼皮，挡了你，不让我看见， My sight from seeing thee, -- that if I had died, 就算我瞑了目，放上沉沉的“压眼钱”， The death-weights, placed there, would have signified 也不至于那么彻底隔绝。唉， Less absolute exclusion. `Nay' is worse 比谁都厉害，上帝的那一声“不行！” From God than from all others, O my friend! 要不然，世俗的诽谤离间不了我们， Men could not part us with their worldly jars, 任风波飞扬，也不能动摇那坚贞； Nor the seas change us, nor the tempests bend; 我们的手要伸过山岭，互相接触； Our hands would touch for all the mountain-bars 有那么一天，天空滚到我俩中间， And, heaven being rolled between us at the end, 我俩向星辰起誓，还要更加握紧。 We should but vow the faster for the stars. *03.EEB 白朗宁夫人抒情十四行诗集第三首 我们原不一样，尊贵的人儿呀， Unlike are we, unlike, O princely Heart! 原不一样是我们的职司和前程。 Unlike our uses and our destinies. 你我头上的天使，迎面飞来， Our ministering two angels look surprise 翅膀碰上了翅膀，彼此瞪着 On one another, as they strike athwart 惊愕的眼睛。你想，你是华宫里 Their wings in passing. Thou, bethink thee, art 后妃的上宾，千百双殷勤的明眸 A guest for queens to social pageantries, （哪怕挂满了泪珠，也不能教我的眼 With gages from a hundred brighter eyes 有这份光彩）请求你担任领唱。 Than tears even can make mine, to play thy part 那你干什么从那灯光辉映的纱窗里 Of chief musician. What hast _thou_ to do 望向我？－－我，一个凄凉、流浪的 With looking from the lattice-lights at me, 歌手，疲乏地靠着柏树，吟叹在 A poor, tired, wandering singer, ... singing through 茫茫的黑暗里。圣油搽在你头上－－ The dark, and leaning up a cypress tree? 可怜我，头上承受着凉透的夜露。 The chrism is on thine head, -- on mine, the dew, -- 只有死，才能把这样的一对扯个平。 And Death must dig the level where these agree. *04.EEB 白朗宁夫人抒情十四行诗集第四首 Thou hast thy calling to some palace-floor, 你曾经受到邀请，进入了宫廷， Most gracious singer of the high poems! where 温雅的歌手！你唱着崇高的诗篇； The dancers will break footing, from the care 贵客们停下舞步，为了好瞻仰你， Of watching up thy pregnant lips for more. 期待那丰满的朱唇再吐出清音； And dost thou lift this house's latch too poor 而你却抽起我的门闩，你果真 For hand of thine? and canst thou think and bear 不嫌它亵渎了你的手？没谁看见， To let thy music drop here unaware 你甘让你那音乐飘落在我门前， In folds of golden fulness at my door? 叠作层层金声的富丽？你忍不忍？ Look up and see the casement broken in, 你往上瞧，看这窗户都被闯破－－ The bats and owlets builders in the roof! 是蝙蝠和夜莺的窠巢盘踞在顶梁， My cricket chirps against thy mandolin. 是啾啾的蟋蟀在跟你的琵琶应和！ Hush, call no echo up in further proof 住声，别再激起回声来加深荒凉！ Of desolation! there's a voice within 那里边有一个哀音，它必须深躲， That weeps ... as thou must sing ... alone, aloof. 在暗里哭泣－－正象你应该当众歌唱。 *05.EEB 白朗宁夫人抒情十四行诗集第五首 我肃穆地端起了我沉重的心， I lift my heavy heart up solemnly, 象当年希腊女儿捧着那坛尸灰； As once Electra her sepulchral urn, 眼望着你，我把灰撒在你脚下。 And, looking in thine eyes, I overturn 请看呀，有多大一堆悲哀埋藏在 The ashes at thy feet. Behold and see 我这心坎里；而在那灰暗的深处， What a great heap of grief lay hid [1] in me, 那惨红的灰烬又怎样在隐约燃烧。 And how the red wild sparkles dimly burn 要是那点点火星给你鄙夷地 Through the ashen greyness. If thy foot in scorn 一脚踏灭、还它们一片黑暗， Could tread them out to darkness utterly, 这样也好。可是，你偏不， It might be well perhaps. But if instead 你要守在我身旁，等风来把尘土 Thou wait beside me for the wind to blow 扬起，把死灰吹活；爱呀，那戴在 The grey dust up, ... those laurels on thine head, 你头上的桂冠可不能给你做屏障， O my Beloved, will not shield thee so, 保护你不让这一片火焰烧坏了 That none of all the fires shall scorch and shred 那底下的发丝。快站远些呀，快走！ The hair beneath. Stand further off then! go. [1] hid = hidden *06.EEB 白朗宁夫人抒情十四行诗集第六首 Go from me. Yet I feel that I shall stand 舍下我，走吧。可是我觉得，从此 Henceforward in thy shadow. Nevermore 我就一直徘徊在你的身影里。 Alone upon the threshold of my door 在那孤独的生命的边缘，从今再不能 Of individual life, I shall command 掌握自己的心灵，或是坦然地 The uses of my soul, nor lift my hand 把这手伸向日光，象从前那样， Serenely in the sunshine as before, 而能约束自己不感到你的指尖 Without the sense of that which I forbore -- 碰上我的掌心。劫运教天悬地殊 Thy touch upon the palm. The widest land 隔离了我们，却留下了你那颗心， Doom takes to part us, leaves thy heart in mine 在我的心房里搏动着双重声响。 With pulses that beat double. What I do 正象是酒，总尝得出原来的葡萄， And what I dream include thee, as the wine 我的起居和梦寐里，都有你的份。 Must taste of its own grapes. And when I sue 当我向上帝祈祷，为着我自个儿 God for myself, He hears the name of thine, 他却听到了一个名字、那是你的； And sees within my eyes the tears of two. 又在我眼里，看见有两个人的眼泪。 *07.EEB 白朗宁夫人抒情十四行诗集第七首 The face of all the world is changed, I think, 全世界的面目，我想，忽然改变了， Since first I heard of the footsteps of thy soul 自从我第一次在心灵上听到你的步子 Move still, oh, still, beside me, as they stole 轻轻、轻轻，来到我身旁－－穿过我和 betwixt me and the dreadful outer brink 死亡的边缘：那幽微的间隙。站在 Of obvious death, where I, who thought to sink, 那里的我，只道这一回该倒下了， Was caught up into love, and taught the whole 却不料被爱救起，还教给一曲 Of life in a new rhythm. The cup of dole 生命的新歌。上帝赐我洗礼的 God gave for baptism, I am fain to drink, 那一杯苦酒，我甘愿饮下，赞美它 And praise its sweetness, Sweet, with thee anear. 甜蜜－－甜蜜的，如果有你在我身旁。 The names of a country, heaven, are changed away 天国和人间，将因为你的存在 For where thou art or shalt be, there or here; 而更改模样；而这曲歌，这支笛， And this ... this lute and song ... loved yesterday 昨日里给爱着，还让人感到亲切， ( The singing angels know ) are only dear 那歌唱的天使知道，就因为 Because thy name moves right in what they say. 一声声都有你的名字在荡漾。 *08.EEB 白朗宁夫人抒情十四行诗集第八首 你那样慷慨豪爽的施主呀，你把 What can I give thee back, O liberal 你心坎里金碧辉煌的宝藏、 And Princely giver, who hast brought the gold 原封地掏出来，只往我墙外推， And purple of thine heart, unstained, untold, 任凭象我这样的人去拣起，还是 And laid them on the outside of the wall 把这罕见的舍施丢下；教我拿什么 For such as I to take or leave withal, [1] 来作为你应得的报答？请不要 In unexpected largesse? am I cold, 说我太冷漠、太寡恩，你那许多 Ungrateful, that for these most manifold 重重叠叠的深情厚意，我却 High gifts, I render nothing back at all? 没有一些儿回敬；不，并不是 Not so; not cold, -- but very poor instead. 冷漠无情，实在我太寒伧。你问 Ask God who knows. For frequent tears have run 上帝就明白。那连绵的泪雨冲尽了 The colours from my life, and left so dead 我生命的光彩，只剩一片死沉沉的 And pale a stuff, it were not fitly done 苍白，不配给你当偎依的枕头。 To give the same as pillow to thy head. 走吧！尽把它踏在脚下，作垫石。 Go further! let it serve to trample on. [1] withal, Original meaning is 'likewise', or 'at the same time'. Here it means 'equally', 'with free choice'. *09.EEB 白朗宁夫人抒情十四行诗集第九首 我能不能有什么、就拿什么给你？ Can it be right to give what I can give? 该不该让你紧挨著我，承受 To let thee sit beneath the fall of tears 我簌簌的苦泪；听著那伤逝的青春， As salt as mine, and hear the sighing years 在我的唇边重复著叹息，偶而 Re-sighing on my lips renunciative 浮起一丝微笑，哪怕你连劝带哄， Through those infrequent smiles which fail to live 也随即在叹息里寂灭？啊，我但怕 For all thy adjurations? O my fears, 这并不应该！我俩是不相称的 That this can scarce be right! We are not peers 一对，哪能匹配作情侣？我承认， So to be lovers; and I own, and grieve, 我也伤心，象我这样的施主 That givers of such gifts as mine are, must 只算得鄙吝。唉，可是我怎能够让 Be counted with the ungenerous. Out, alas! 我满身的尘土玷污了你的紫袍， I will not soil thy purple with my dust, 叫我的毒气喷向你那威尼斯晶杯！ Nor breathe my poison on thy Venice-glass, 我什么爱也不给，因为什么都不该给。 Nor give thee any love -- which were unjust. 爱呀，让我只爱著你，就算数了吧！ Beloved, I only love thee! let it pass. *10.EEB 白朗宁夫人抒情十四行诗集第十首 EBB _Sonnets from the Portuguese_ No. X 不过只要是爱，是爱，可就是美， Yet, love, mere love, is beautiful indeed 就值得你接受。你知道，爱就是火， And worthy of acceptation. Fire is bright, 火总是光明的，不问着火的是庙堂 Let temple burn, or flax. And equal light 或者柴堆－－那栋梁还是荆榛在烧， Leaps in the flame from cedar-plank or weed. 火焰里总跳得出同样的光辉。当我 And love is fire. And when I say at need 不由得倾吐出：“我爱你！”在你的眼里， _I love thee ... mark! ... _I love thee_ -- in thy sight 那荣耀的瞬息，我忽然成了一尊金身， I stand transfigured, glorified aright, 感觉到有一道新吐的皓光从我天庭 With conscience of the new rays that proceed 投向你脸上。是爱，就无所谓卑下， Out of my face toward thine. There's nothing low 即使是最微贱的在爱：那微贱的生命 In love, when love the lowest: meanest creatures 献爱给上帝，宽宏的上帝受了它、 Who love God, God accepts while loving so. 又回赐给它爱。我那迸发的热情 And what I _feel_, across the inferior features 就象道光，通过我这陋质，昭示了 Of what I _am_, doth flash itself, and show 爱的大手笔怎样给造物润色。 How that great work of Love enhances Nature's. *11.EEB 白朗宁夫人抒情十四行诗集第十一首 Selected from EBB _The sonnets from the Portuguese_, No. XI 这么说，把爱情作为我的名份， And therefore if to love can be desert, 我还不是完全不配承受。虽然， I am not all unworthy. Cheeks as pale 你看，两颊那么苍白，那摇晃的 As these you see, and trembling knees that fail 双膝仿佛负担不了沉重的心房； To bear the burden of a heavy heart. -- 这疲乏的行吟生涯也曾想望过 This weary minstrel-life that once was girt 把奥纳斯山峰攀登，却只落得一片 To climb Aornus, and can scare avail 辛酸的哀吟，怎好去跟谷莺竞奏？－－ to pipe now 'gainst the valley nightingale 干吗提这些来着？啊，亲爱的， A melancholy music, why advert 不用讲，我高攀不上，不配在你身边 To these things? O belov\`ed, it is plain 占一个位置。可是，就因为我爱你， I am not of thy worth nor for thy place! 这片爱情提拔我，让我抬起了头、 And yet, because I love thee, I obtain 承受着光明，许我继续活下去， From that same love this vindicating grace, 哪怕是怎样枉然，也要爱你到底； To live on still in love, and yet in vain, ... 也要祝福你－－即使拒绝你在当面。 To bless thee, yet renounce thee to thy face. *12.EEB 白朗宁夫人抒情十四行诗集第十二首 说真的，就是这为我所夸耀的爱吧， Indeed this very love which is my boast, 当它从胸房涌上眉梢，给我加上 And which, when rising up from breast to brow, 一顶皇冠－－那一颗巨大的红宝石， Doth crown me with a ruby large enow 光彩夺目，让人知道它价值连城... To draw men's eyes and prove the inner cost, ... 就算我这全部的、最高成就的爱吧， This love even, all my worth, to the uttermost, 我也不懂得怎样去爱，要不是你 I should not love withal, unless that thou 先立下示范，教给我该怎么办－－ Hadst set me an example, shown me how, 当你恳切的目光第一次对上了 When first time thine earnest eyes with mine were crossed 我的目光，而爱呼应了爱。很明白， And love called love. And thus, I cannot speak 即使爱，我也不能夸说是我的美德。 Of love even, as a good thing of my own. 是你，把我从一片昏迷的软乏中 Thy soul hath snatched up mine all faint and weak 抱起，高置上黄金的宝座，靠近在 And placed by thee on a golden throne, -- 你的身旁。而我懂得了爱，只因为 And that I love (O soul, we must meek!) 紧挨着你－－我唯一爱慕的人 Is by thee only, whom I love alone. *13.EEB 白朗宁夫人抒情十四行诗集第十三首 EBB _Sonnets from the Portuguese_, No. XIII 你可是要我把对你涌起的恩情， And wilt thou have me fashion into speech 形之于言词，而且还觉得十分充裕； The love I bear thee, finding words enough, 不管有多猛的风，高举起火炬， And hold the torch out, while the winds are rough 让光辉，从两张脸儿间，把我俩照明？ Between our faces, to cast light on each? -- 我却把它掉在你脚边，没法命令 I drop it thy feet. I cannot teach 我的手托着我的心灵，那么远距 My hands to hold my spirit so far off 自己；难道我就能借文字作契据， From myself ... me ... that I should bring thee proof 掏给你看、那无从抵达的爱情 In words, of love hid in me out of reach. 在我的心坎？不，我宁愿表达 Nay, let the silence of my womanhood 女性的爱凭她的贞静，而换来 command my woman-love to thy belief, -- 你的谅解－－看见我终不曾软化， Seeing that I stand unwon, however wooed, 任你怎样地央求，我只是咬紧着嘴， And rend the garment of my life, in brief, 狠心撕裂着生命的衣裙；生怕 By a most dauntless, voiceless fortitude, 这颗心一经接触，就泄露了悲哀。 Lest one touch of this heart convey its grief. *14.EEB 白朗宁夫人抒情十四行诗集第十四首 Elizabeth Barrett Browning _Sonnets from the Portuguese_, No. XIV 如果你一心要爱我，那就别为了么， If thou must love me, let it be for nought 只是为了爱才爱我。别这么讲： Except for love's sake only. Do not say “我爱她，为了她的一笑，她的模样， `I love her for her smile ... her look ... her way 她柔语的声气；为了她这感触 Of speaking gently, ... for a trick of thought 正好合我的心意，那天里，的确 That falls in well with mine, and certes brought [certes: certainly] 给我带来满怀的喜悦和舒畅。” A sense of pleasant ease on such a day' -- 亲爱的，这些好处都不能持常， For these things in themselves, Belov\`ed, may 会因你而变，而这样唱出的爱曲 Be changed, or change for thee, -- and love, so wrought [wrought: worked] 也将这样哑寂。也别爱我因为你 May be unwrought so. Neither love me for 又怜又惜地给我揩干了泪腮， Thine own dear pity's wiping my cheeks dry, -- 一个人会忘了哭泣，当她久受你 A creature might forget to weep, who bore 温柔的慰安－－却因此失了你的爱。 Thy comfort long, and lose thy love thereby! 爱我，请只是为了那爱的意念， But love for love's sake, that evermore 那你就能继续地爱，爱我如深海。 Thou may'st love on, through love's eternity. Footnote: This sonnet is little more than a copy of the following poem which some two and a half centuries earlier. Love not me for comely grace, For my pleasing eye or face, Nor for any outward part, No, nor for my constant heart, -- For those may fail, or turn to ill, So thou and I shall sever: Keep therefore a true woman's eye, And love me still, but know not why -- So hast thou the same reason still To doat upon me ever! ANON. Source: The Golden Treasury of The Best Songs and Lyrical Poems In The English Language, Oxford University Press, 1929. *15.EEB 白朗宁夫人抒情十四行诗集第十五首 EBB "The sonnets from the Portuguese", No. XV 请不要这样指责我：我在你面前 Accuse me not, beseech thee, that I wear 露出一副太冷静、忧郁的面容； Too calm and sad a face in front of thine; 你我原是面朝着两个不同的方向， For we too look two ways, and can not shine 那普照的阳光照不到两人的前额。 With the same sunlight on our brow and hair. 你看着我，心中没半点儿不踏实， On me thou lookest with no doubting care, 象看着一只笼罩在水晶里的蜜蜂； As on a bee shut in a crystalline, -- 哀怨把我密封在圣洁的爱情中， Since sorrow hath shut me safe in love's divine, 想张开双翼，扑向外面的空间、 And to spread wing and fly in the outer air 是绝不可能的失败－－哪怕我狠着心 Were most impossible failure, if I strove 追求这颠扑和失败。可是我向你看， To fail so. But I look on thee -- on thee -- 我看见了爱，还看到了爱的结局， Beholding, besides love, the end of love, 听到了记忆外层的哪一片寂寥！ Hearing oblivion beyond memory! 就象从千层万丈之上，你向下眺望， As one who sits and gazes from above, 只见滚滚的浪涛尽向大海里流。 Over the rivers of the bitter sea. *16.EEB 白朗宁夫人抒情十四行诗集第十六首 EBB "Sonnets from the Portuguese", No. XVI 然而，因为你完全征服了我， And yet, because thou overcomest so, 因为你那样高贵、象尊严的帝皇， Because thou art more noble and like a king, 你能消除我的惶恐，把你的 Thou canst prevail against my fears and fling 紫袍裹绕住我，直到我的心 thy purple round me, till my heart shall grow 跟你的贴得那么紧，再想不起 Too close against thine heart henceforth to know 当初怎样独自在悸动。那宣抚， How it shook when alone. Why, conquering 就象把人践踏在脚下，一样是 May prove as lordly and complete a thing 威严和彻底完满的征服！就象 In lifting upward, as in crushing low! 投降的兵士捧着战刀呈交给 And as a vanquished soldier yields his sword 把他从血滩里搀扶起来的主人； To one who lifts him from the bloody earth, -- 亲爱的，我终于认了输，承认： Even so, Beloved, I at last record, 我的抗拒到此为止。假如你召唤我， Here ends my strife. If _thou_ invite me forth, 听着这话，我要从羞愧中站起。 I rise above abasement at the word. 扩大些你的爱，好提高些我的价值。 Make thy love larger to enlarge my worth. *17.EEB 白朗宁夫人抒情十四行诗集第十七首 EBB "Sonnets from the Portuguese", No. XVII 我的诗人，在上帝的宇宙里，从洪荒 My poet, thou canst touch on all the notes 到终极，那参差的音律，无一不能 God set between His After and Before, 从你的指尖弹出。你一挥手 And strike up and strike off the general roar 就打断了人世间熙熙攘攘的声浪， Of the rushing worlds a melody that floats 奏出清音，在空气里悠然荡漾； In a serene air purely. Antidotes 那柔和的旋律，象一剂凉药，把安慰 Of medicated music, answering for 带给痛苦的心灵。上帝派给你 Mankind's forlornest uses, thou canst pour 这一个职司，而吩咐我伺候你。 >From thence into their ears. God's will devotes 亲爱的，你打算把我怎样安排？－－ Thine to such ends, and mine to wait on thine. 作为一个希望、给欢乐地歌唱？还是 How, Dearest, wilt thou have me for most use? 缠绵的回忆、溶化入抑扬的音调？ A hope, to sing by gladly? ... or a fine 还是棕榈，还是松树－－那一树绿荫 Sad memory, with thy songs to interfuse? 让你在底下歌唱；还是一个青冢， A shade, in which to sing ... of palm or pine? 唱倦了，你来这里躺下？请挑吧。 A grave, on which to rest from singing? .. Choose. *18.EEB 白朗宁夫人抒情十四行诗集第十八首 我从不曾拿我的卷发送给谁， I never gave a lock of hair away 除非是这一束，我最亲爱的，给你； To a man, Dearest, except this to thee, 满怀心事，我把它抽开在指尖， Which now upon my fingers thoughtfully 拉成棕黄色的一长段；我说：“爱， I ring out to the full brown length and say 收下吧。”我的青春已一去不回， 'Take it.' My day of youth went yesterday; 这一头散发再也不跟着我脚步一起 My hair no longer bounds to my foot's glee, 雀跃，也不再象姑娘们，在鬓发间 Nor plant I it from rose- or Myrtle-tree, 插满玫瑰和桃金娘，却让它披垂， As girls do, any more. It only may 从一个老是歪着的头儿－－由于 Now shade on two pale cheeks the mark of tears 忧郁的癖性－－披下来遮掩着泪痕。 Taught drooping from the head that hangs aside 原以为理尸的剪刀会先把它收去， Through sorrow's trick. I thought the funeral-shears 可不想爱情的名份得到了确认。 Would take this first, but Love is justified, -- 收下吧，那上面有慈母在弥留时给儿女 Take it thou, ... finding pure, from all those years, 印下的一吻－－这些年始终保持着洁净。 The kiss my mother left here when she died. *19.EEB 白朗宁夫人抒情十四行诗集第十九首 心灵跟心灵也有市场和贸易， The soul's Rialto hath its merchandize; 在那儿我拿卷发去跟卷发交换； I barter curl for curl upon that mart, 从我那诗人的前额，我收下了 And from my poet's forehead to my heart 这一束，几根发丝，在我心里 Receive this lock which outweighs argosies, -- 却重过了飘洋大船。它那带紫的乌亮， As purply black, as erst to Pindar's eyes 在我眼里，就象当初平达所看见的 The dim purpureal tresses gloomed athwart 斜披在缪斯玉额前暗紫色的秀发。 The nine white Muse-brows. From this counterpart, ... 为了媲美，我猜想那月桂冠的阴影 The bay-crown's shade, Beloved, I surmise, 依然逗留在发尖－－爱，你看它 Still lingers on thy curl, it is so black! 有多么黑！我借轻轻的一吻，吐出 Thus, with a fillet of smooth-kissing breath, 温柔的气息，绾住了那阴影，不让它 I tie the shadows safe from gliding back, 溜走；又把礼品放在最妥贴的地方－－ And lay the gift where nothing hindereth, 我的心头，叫它就象生长在你额上， Here on my heart, as on thy brow, to lack 感受着体热，直到那心儿有一天冷却。 No natural heat till mine grows cold in death. *20.EEB 白朗宁夫人抒情十四行诗集第二十首 亲爱的，我亲爱的，我想到从前－－ Beloved, my Beloved, when I think 一年之前，当时你正在人海中间， That thou wast in the world a year ago, 我却在这一片雪地中独坐， What time I sat alone here in the snow 望不见你迈步留下的踪迹， And saw no footprint, heard the silence sink 也听不见你的謦咳冲破了这死寂； No moment at thy voice, ... but, link by link, 我只是一环又一环计数着我周身 Went counting all my chains as if that so 沉沉的铁链，怎么也想不到还有你－－ They never could fall off at any blow 仿佛谁也别想把那锁链打开。 Struck by thy possible hand .. why, thus I drink 啊，我喝了一大杯美酒：人生的奇妙！ Of life's great cup of wonder! Wonderful, 奇怪啊，我从没感觉到白天和黑夜 Never to feel thee thrill the day or night 都有你的行动、声音在空中震荡， With personal act or speech, -- nor even cull 也不曾从你看着成长的