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夜莺与玫瑰最全英文原文及林徽因译文
THENIGHTINGALEANDTHEROSE
"ShesaidthatshewoulddancewithmeifIbroughtherredroses,"criedtheyoungStudent,"butinallmygardenthereisnoredrose."
FromhernestintheoaktreetheNightingaleheardhim,andshelookedoutthroughtheleavesandwondered.
"Noredroseinallmygarden!
"hecried,andhisbeautifuleyesfilledwithtears."Ah,onwhatlittlethingsdoeshappinessdepend!
Ihavereadallthatthewisemenhavewritten,andallthesecretsofphilosophyaremine,yetforwant(没有)ofaredroseismylifemadewretched."
"Hereatlastisatruelover,"saidtheNightingale."NightafternighthaveIsungofhim,thoughIknewhimnot:
nightafternighthaveItoldhisstorytothestarsandnowIseehim.Hishairisdarkasthehyacinth(风信子)--blossom,andhislipsareredastheroseofhisdesire;butpassionhasmadehisfacelikepaleivory,andsorrowhassethersealuponhisbrow."
"ThePrincegivesaball(舞会)to-morrownight,"murmuredtheyoungstudent,"andmylovewillbeofthecompany.IfIbringheraredroseshewilldancewithmetilldawn.IfIbringheraredrose,Ishouldholdherinmyarms,andshewillleanherheaduponmyshoulder,andherhandwillbeclaspedinmine.Butthereisnoredroseinmygarden,soIshallsitlonely,andshewillpassmeby.Shewillhavenoheedofme,andmyheartwillbreak."
"Here,indeed,isthetruelover,"saidtheNightingale."WhatIsingof,hesuffers:
whatisjoytome,tohimispain.Surelyloveisawonderfulthing.Itismorepreciousthanemeralds(翡翠),anddearerthanfineopals(蛋白石).Pearlsandpomegranatescannotbuyit,norisitsetforthinthemarket-place.Itmaynotbepurchasedofthemerchants,norcanitbeweighedoutinthebalanceforgold."
"Themusicianswillsitintheirgallery,"saidtheyoungStudent,"andplayupontheirstringedinstruments,andmylovewilldancetothesoundoftheharpandtheviolin.Shewilldancesolightlythatherfeetwillnottouchthefloor,andthecourtiersintheirgaydresseswillthrongroundher.Butwithmeshewillnotdance,forIhavenoredrosetogiveher:
"andheflunghimselfdownonthegrass,andburiedhisfaceinhishands,andwept.
"Whyisheweeping?
"askedalittleGreenLizard,asheranpasthimwithhistailintheair.
"Why,indeed?
"saidaButterfly,whowasflutteringaboutafterasunbeam.
"Why,indeed?
"whisperedaDaisytohisneighbour,inasoft,lowvoice.
"Heisweepingforaredrose,"saidtheNightingale.
"Foraredrose?
"theycried:
"howveryridiculous!
"andthelittleLizard,whowassomethingofacynic(愤世嫉俗者),laughedoutright.
ButtheNightingaleunderstoodthesecretoftheStudent’ssorrow,andshesatsilentintheoak-tree,andthoughtaboutthemysteryofLove.
Suddenlyshespreadherbrownwingsforflight,andsoaredintotheair.Shepassedthroughthegrovelikeashadowandlikeashadowshesailedacrossthegarden.
Inthecenterofthegrass-plotwasstandingabeautifulRose-tree,andwhenshesawitsheflewovertoit,andlituponaspray.
"Givemearedrose,"shecried,"andIwillsingyoumysweetestsong."
ButtheTreeshookitshead.
"Myrosesarewhite,"itanswered;"aswhiteasthefoamofthesea,andwhiterthanthesnowuponthemountain.Butgotomybrotherwhogrowsroundtheoldsun-dial(一种玫瑰),andperhapshewillgiveyouwhatyouwant."
SotheNightingaleflewovertotheRose-treethatwasgrowingroundtheoldsun-dial.
"Givemearedrose,"shecried,"andIwillsingyoumysweetestsong."
ButtheTreeshookitshead.
"Myrosesareyellow,"itanswered;"asyellowasthehairofthemermaiden(美人鱼)whositsuponanamberthrone,andyellowerthanthedaffodil(黄水仙)thatbloomsinthemeadowbeforethemowercomeswithhisscythe.ButgotomybrotherwhogrowsbeneaththeStudent’swindow,andperhapshewillgiveyouwhatyouwant."
SotheNightingaleflewovertotheRose-treethatwasgrowingbeneaththeStudent’swindow.
"Givemearedrose,"shecried,"andIwillsingyoumysweetestsong."
ButtheTreeshookitshead.
"Myrosesarered,"itanswered,"asredasthefeetofthedove,andredderthanthegreatfansofcoralthatwaveandwaveintheocean-cavern.Butthewinterhaschilledmyveins,andthefrosthasnipped(摧残)mybuds,andthestormhasbrokenmybranches,andIshallhavenorosesatallthisyear."
"OneredroseisallIwant,"criedtheNightingale,"onlyoneredrose!
IstherenowaybywhichIcangetit?
"
"Thereisaway,"answeredtheTree;"butitissoterriblethatIdarenottellittoyou."
"Tellittome,"saidtheNightingale,"Iamnotafraid."
"Ifyouwantaredrose,"saidtheTree,"youmustbuilditoutofmusicbymoonlight,andstainitwithyourownheart’sblood.Youmustsingtomewithyourbreastagainstathorn.Allnightlongyoumustsingtome,andthethornmustpierceyourheart,andyourlife-bloodmustflowintomeveins,andbecomemine."
"Deathisagreatpricetopayforaredrose,"criedtheNightingale,"andLifeisverydeartoall.Itispleasanttositinthegreenwood,andtowatchtheSuninhischariot(战车)ofgold,andtheMooninherchariotofpearl.Sweetisthescentofthehawthorn,andsweetarethebluebellsthathideinthevalley,andtheheatherthatblowsonthehill.YetloveisbetterthanLife,andwhatistheheartofabirdcomparedtotheheartofaman?
"
Soshespreadherbrownwingsforflight,andsoaredintotheair.Shesweptoverthegardenlikeashadow,andlikeashadowshesailedthroughthegrove.
TheyoungStudentwasstilllyingonthegrass,whereshehadlefthim,andthetearswerenotyetdryinhisbeautifuleyes.
"Behappy,"criedtheNightingale,"behappy;youshallhaveyourredrose.Iwillbuilditoutofmusicbymoonlight,andstainitwithmyownheart’sblood.AllthatIaskofyouinreturnisthatyouwillbeatruelover,forLoveiswiserthanPhilosophy(哲学),thoughheiswise,andmightierthanPower,thoughheismighty.Flame-colouredarehiswings,andcolouredlikeflameishisbody.Hislipsaresweetashomey,andhisbreathislikefrankincense."
TheStudentlookedupfromthegrass,andlistened,buthecouldnotunderstandwhattheNightingalewassayingtohim,forheonlyknewthethingsthatarewrittendowninbooks.
ButtheOak-treeunderstood,andfeltsad,forhewasveryfondofthelittleNightingale,whohadbuilthernestinhisbranches.
"Singmeonelastsong,"hewhispered;"Ishallfeellonelywhenyouaregone."
SotheNightingalesangtotheOak-tree,andhervoicewaslikewaterbubblingfromasilverjar.
Whenshehadfinishedhersong,theStudentgotup,andpulledanote-bookandalead-penciloutofhispocket.
"Shehadform,"hersaidtohimself,ashewalkedawaythroughthegrove—"thatcannotbedeniedtoher;buthasshegotfeeling?
Iamafraidnot.Infact,sheislikemostartists;sheisallstylewithoutanysincerity.Shewouldnotsacrificeherselfforothers.Shethinksmerelyofmusic,andeverybodyknowsthattheartsareselfish.Still,itmustbeadmittedthatshehassomebeautifulnotesinhervoice.Whatapityitisthattheydonotmeananything,ordoanypracticalgood!
"Andhewentintohisroom,andlaydownonhislittlepallet-bed,andbegantothinkofhislove;and,afteratime,hefellasleep.
AndwhenthemoonshoneintheheavenstheNightingaleflewtotheRose-tree,andsetherbreastagainstthethorn.Allnightlongshesang,withherbreastagainstthethorn,andthecoldcrystalMoonleaneddownandlistened.Allnightlongshesang,andthethornwentdeeperanddeeperintoherbreast,andherlife-bloodebbedawayfromher.
Shesangfirstofthebirthofloveintheheartofaboyandagirl.AndonthetopmostsprayoftheRose-treethereblossomedamarvelousrose,petalfollowingpetal,assongfollowedsong.Palewasit,atfirst,asthemistthathangsovertheriver—paleasthefeetofthemorning,andsilverasthewingsofthedawn.Astheshadowofaroseinamirrorofsilver,astheshadowofaroseinawater-pool,sowastherosethatblossomedonthetopmostsprayoftheTree.
ButtheTreecriedtotheNightingaletopresscloseragainstthethorn."Presscloser,littleNightingale,"criedtheTree,"ortheDaywillcomebeforetheroseisfinished."
SotheNightingalepressedcloseragainstthethorn,andlouderandloudergrewhersong,forshesangofthebirthofpassioninthesoulofamanandamaid.
Andadelicateflushofpinkcameintotheleavesoftherose,liketheflushinthefaceofthebridegroomwhenhekissesthelipsofthebride.Butthethornhadnotyetreachedherheart,sotherose’sheartremainedwhite,foronlyaNightingale’sheart’sbloodcancrimsontheheartofarose.
AndtheTreecriedtotheNightingaletopresscloseragainstthethorn."Presscloser,littleNightingale,"criedtheTree,"ortheDaywillcomebeforetheroseisfinished."
SotheNightingalepressedcloseragainstthethorn,andthethorntouchedherheart,andafiercepangofpainshotthroughher.Bitter,bitterwasthepain,andwilderandwildergrewhersong,forshesangoftheLovethatisperfectedbyDeath,oftheLovethatdiesnotinthetomb.
Andthemarvelousrosebecamecrimson(猩红),liketheroseoftheeasternsky.Crimsonwasthegirdleofpetals,andcrimsonasaruby(红宝石)wastheheart.
ButtheNightingale’voicegrewfainter,andherlittlewingsbegantobeat,andafilmcameoverhereyes.Fainterandfaintergrewhersong,andshefeltsomethingchokingherinherthroat.
Thenshegaveonelastburstofmusic.ThewhiteMoonheardit,andsheforgotthedawn,andling