He Wishes for the Cloths of Heaven

他冀求天国的锦缎

傅浩 译

Had I the heaven's embroidered cloths,

假如我有天国的锦绣绸缎，

Inwrought with golden and silver light,

那用金色银色的光线织就，

The blue and the dim and the dark cloths

黑夜、白天、黎明和傍晚，

Of night and light and the half-light,

湛蓝、灰暗和漆黑的锦缎，

I would spread the cloths under your feet;

我就把那锦缎铺在你脚下；

But I, being poor, have only my dreams;

可我，一贫如洗，只有梦；

I have spread my dreams under your feet;

我把我的梦铺在了你脚下；

Tread softly because you tread upon my dreams.

轻点，因为你踏着我的梦。

When You Are Old

当你老了

艾梅 译

When you are old and grey and full of sleep,

当你老了，两鬓斑白，睡意沉沉，

And nodding by the fire, take down this book,

倦坐在炉边时，取下这本书来，

And slowly read, and dream of the soft look

慢慢读起，追忆那当年的眼神，

Your eyes had once, and of their shadows deep;

神色柔和，倒影深深。 

How many loved your moments of glad grace,

多少人曾爱慕你青春妩媚的身影，

And loved your beauty with love false or true,

爱过你的美貌，出自假意或者真情，

But one man loved the pilgrim soul in you,

而惟独一人爱你那朝圣者的心，

And loved the sorrows of your changing face;

爱你日渐衰老的满面风霜。

And bending down beside the glowing bars,

你弯下腰，在炽热的炉边，

Murmur, a little sadly, how love fled

在浅浅忧伤中沉吟：爱情如何逝去，

And paced upon the mountains overhead

向山峦之巅峰独行，

And hid his face amid a crowd of stars.

将他的面容隐没在繁星中间。

A Drinking Song

祝酒歌

艾梅 译

Wine comes in at the mouth

美酒入口中，

And love comes in at the eye;

爱情含在眼；

That's all we shall know for truth

那是我们所知的真理，

Before we grow old and die.

在我们老去或死亡之前。

I lift the glass to my mouth,

将杯举至唇边，

I look at you, and I sigh.

看着你，我叹息。

Reconciliation

和解

Some may have blamed you that you took away

也许有人会责备你，说你带走了

The verses that could move them on the day

那可以感动他们的诗句——在那一天 

When, the ears being deafened, the sight of the eyes blind

当耳朵被震聋了， 双眼被弄瞎 

With lightning, you went from me, and I could find

随着一道电闪，你弃我而去，而我找寻不到

Nothing to make a song about but kings, 

可以写诗的素材，除了君主、

Helmets, and swords, and half-forgotten things

头盔、刀剑以和那被遗忘的

That were like memories of you -- but now

依稀和你有关的记忆——然而此刻

We'll out, for the world lives as long ago; 

我们即将退出，因为世界依然如故； 

And while we're in our laughing, weeping fit, 

当我们在大笑和哭泣中，

Hurl helmets, crowns, and swords into the pit. 

会把头盜、王冠与刀剑全部抛入深坑。

But, dear, cling close to me; 

可是，亲爱的，抱紧我；

since you were gone, 

自你离开，

My barren thoughts have chilled me to the bone. 

我荒芜的思想已经寒至骨髓。

The Mermaid

美人鱼

A mermaid found a swimming lad,

美人鱼看见一个游泳的少年，

Picked him for her own, 

捉他来做自己的情郎，

Presses her body to his body,

她把身体紧紧贴着他的身体，

Laughed ; and plunging down,

笑声朗朗，潜入水底，

Forgot in cruel happiness

残酷的幸福里，

That even lovers drown.

忘了有情人也会溺亡。

First Love

初恋

Though nurtured like the sailing moon

虽然像滑润的月亮一样，

In beauty's murderous brood,

她在美丽的残酷中孕育，

She walked awhile and blushed awhile

而她有时漫步，有时害羞，

And on my pathway stood

久久地驻足在我的小路上，

Until I thought her body bore

直至我认为她体内藏有一颗

A heart of flesh and blood.

有血有肉的心。

But since I laid a hand thereon

然而当我伸手到那里，

And found a heart of stone.

发现的却是铁石心肠，

I have attempted many things

从此我的事情，

And not a thing is done,

再没有一件顺利如初，

For every hand is lunatic

因为若伸手到月亮上抚摸，

That travels on the moon.

定然神经出了差错。

She smiled and that transfigured me

她的微笑改变了我的脸庞，

And left me but a lout,

她离我而去，我便如戏中小丑，

Maundering here, and maundering there,

这边走走，那边停停，

Emptier of thought

头脑一片空白，没有任何思想。

Than the heavenly circuit of its stars

倒不如月亮驶离之后，

When the moon sails out.

繁星留在夜空中的轨迹。

To Be Carved On A Stone At Thoor Ballylee

拟刻在巴利里塔畔石上的铭文

I, the poet William Yeats,

我，诗人威廉·叶芝，

With old mill boards and sea-green slates,

用旧磨板和海青色的石条，

And smithy work from the Gort forge,

还有郭特铁厂的铸造钢材，

Restored this tower for my wife George;

为我妻乔治重修这座塔堡。

And may these characters remain

愿一切再毁后，

When all is ruin once again. 

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