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经典现代诗歌英汉对译:自己 Not knowing which world to call home ,9 X' v& x- a0 ]
He chose an arbitrary tongue and creed ,# ~3 S& B% q8 l1 ?+ E- `
Pitched an improvised tent on sand ./ t4 k6 M ?8 L% O' J0 y
Beneath the canopy of a little star ,
. M& T0 ~+ H5 J% H( R: ?" v. ] He began his heart's commerce with things :
- Q8 U4 i4 [& H/ |0 {; X( ~4 P7 e$ l was that the real me ?2 i( ^- Q2 W5 e3 R1 W3 U) G
By chance on his long trek he encountered an idol ,' z! ]9 n+ P' ?: N, f9 w5 F! J" x
Assumed the semblanceof a worshipper ,9 T1 }2 ~% A& g9 e2 Y# N( u5 Z: y
Calling these men friends , those men enemies ,
; \) l5 w. z4 P2 ^$ p, _( k Deploying emotions in their appropriate places .
( l3 T7 v7 |- u) f The little shop of his life throve :7 r. H$ T, W1 P" }5 Z0 E* p2 M1 o
was that the real me ?. j) ?( Q; ]: c- a A w8 r6 d
After a spell of prosperity he went broke ,
' Y% H$ G+ g6 a; E2 b As if he had toppled his own dynasty .! l' }, d ]. j1 t2 W
The world cold-shouldered him , ridiculed him , punished him ,6 D$ K0 V1 H, o: f- n! e& F; k
And yet all he had lost was his crown .
' F2 `6 g+ G8 F9 \9 g5 u8 p- { Lying awake at night he brooded :
' \, z- ]( f) p# V9 y8 J1 n# M was that the real me ?$ J8 u4 ]+ q: v" i" O- f: R/ f
Meanwhile another world was posting bills for a missing person .
/ g5 Y1 y. ?4 r/ ?- f7 [1 ] His disappearance surprised the vacant room
& i. B$ q- m( R0 m3 F& K; | Where another dream was waiting for him to dream ,( ~9 e& a0 g( l" \/ r
And numerous rumours were ready to give him a shape
* W1 |6 b2 E; I1 A Hinting at an unwritten biography :8 S2 {( c' }& W8 F! z
was that the real me ?
+ {" B n8 _0 \' |5 S/ z' e 自己3 }' Z: W, d( `
不知哪个世界才是他的家乡,8 M, P$ j& R: z/ a. k! S l) l
他选择了这种语言,这种宗教,
/ A, O+ d9 A2 b 他在沙上搭起一个临时的帐篷,
4 J6 H$ M0 M8 J; K$ [ 于是受着头上一颗小星的笼罩,
/ ^4 g% ] s1 J# o 他开始和事物作着感情的交易:
o# ]! F6 j. ~8 R3 { ~! D 不知那是否确是我自己。- `, h& L% a) p" i" Z. I
在征途上他偶尔碰见一个偶像,$ {4 T: w! R; v5 A% C. h' G+ J( i
于是变成它的膜拜者的模样,
0 e) ]2 ^2 Z: R9 R( ?: e K! l 把这些称为友,把那些称为敌,
! f# d1 @. ^; Q# \6 u U8 Y 喜怒哀乐都摆到了应摆的地方,
, A9 c% f1 u$ t9 o 他的生活的小店辉煌而富丽:
- J4 ~* G' ?, o7 h' G8 p! F 不知那是否确是我自己。( _& j4 \: h- X6 w
昌盛了一个时期,他就破了产,8 P e1 i- L! E! P) ^7 n) p
仿佛一个王朝被自己的手推翻,
5 M" E+ n6 c* d+ S7 Y! c# | 事物冷淡他,嘲笑他,惩罚他,& I' V2 ^. ^8 g6 d8 [% I
但他失掉的不过是一个王冠,6 R& R# ^9 y6 _. \' {. U$ h
午夜不眠时他确曾感到忧郁:7 U( c1 @: p: p+ G9 |
不知那是否确是我自己。
" O' C0 T. H/ j" @/ u' @. @' [ 另一个世界招贴着寻人启事,6 V1 i* K; G& T8 y* V
他的失踪引起了空室的惊讶,) K- T, J1 I' F: r1 ^6 y
那里另有一场梦等他去睡眠,
R8 m) w$ ] c6 S7 C. {6 d( }+ z 还有多少谣言都等着制造他,* d( x5 [( I; P& U8 v
这都暗示一本未写成的传记:
$ p1 \! p3 T* C. T8 k* J/ C 不知那是否确是我自己。! q6 O6 p3 ^% m
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