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[英美著名儿童诗一百首 / 多人 著]
■ Ⅰ SONGS OF INNOCENCE 天真的歌唱
■ 1 THE BLIND BOY
Colley Cibber①
O say what is that thing call'd Light,
Which I must ne'er enjoy;
What are the blessings of the sight.
O tell your poor blind boy !
You talk of wondrous things you see,
You say the sun shines bright;
I feel him warm, but how can he
Or make it day or night
My day or night myself I make
Whene'er I sleep or play;
And could I ever keep awake
With me 'twere always day.
With heavy sighs I often hear
You mourn my hapless woe;
But sure with patience I can bear
A loss I ne'er can know
Then let not what I cannot have
My cheer of mind destroy
Whilst thus I sing, I am a king,
Although a poor blind boy
■ 一 盲孩
柯莱·西柏
你们说的"光"，是什么东西，
我永远不可能感觉出来；
你们能够"看"，是什么福气，
请告诉我这可怜的盲孩！
你们讲到了种种奇景，
你们说太阳光辉灿烂；
我感到他温暖，可他怎么能
把世界分出黑夜和白天？
这会儿我玩耍，待会儿我睡觉，
这样分我的白天和夜晚；
假如我老是醒着，睡不着，
我觉得那就是白天没完。
我听见你们一次又一次
为我的不幸而叹息：唉……
可我完全能忍受这损失——
损失是什么我并不明白。
别让我永远得不到的东西
把我愉快的心情破坏：
我歌唱，我就是快乐君王，
尽管我是个可怜的盲孩。
屠 岸译
①柯莱·西柏（1671－1757），英国演员、剧作家，诗人。《盲孩》是他的名篇。
■ 2 TO CHARLOTTE PULTENEY
Ambrose Philips①
Timely blossom, Infant fair,
Fondling of a happy pair,
Every morn and every night
Their solicitous delight,
Sleeping, waking, still at ease,
Pleasing, without skill to please;
Little gossip, blithe and hale,
Tattling many a broken tale,
Singing many a tuneless song,
Lavish of a heedless tongue;
Simple maiden, void of art,
Babbling out the very heart,
Yet abandon'd to thy will,
Yet imagining no ill,
Yet too innocent to blush;
Like the linnet in the bush
To the mother-linnet's note
Moduling her slender throat;
Chirping forth thy petty joys,
Wanton in the change of toys,
Like the linnet green, in May
Flitting to each bloomy spray;
Wearied then and glad of rest,
Like the linnet in the nest: ----
This thy present happy lot,
This, in time will be forgot:
Other pleasures, other cares,
Ever-busy Time prepares;
And thou shalt in thy daughter see,
This picture, once, resembled thee.
■ 二 致夏洛蒂·普尔膝尼
安布罗斯·菲力普斯
及时开的花，漂亮的女孩，
幸福的爹妈心尖的爱，
在每个清晨，每个良夜，
你总是爹妈渴望的愉悦，
睡着，醒着，自由自在，
毫无机巧，却招人喜爱；
咿呀说话，健康，欢欣，
讲些个并不连贯的事情，
唱多少歌子，全走了调，
又说又唱，没完没了；
单纯的幼女，天真无邪，
把一片童心向外倾泻，
你无拘无束，随心随意，
不知道邪恶是什么东西，
一派纯真，不懂得羞赧，
就像红雀在矮树林间
跟随着红雀妈妈的歌声，
调整自己纤细的嗓音；
咿呀唱出你小小的欢愉，
调皮地变换着一件件玩具，
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[英美著名儿童诗一百首 / 多人 著]
■ Ⅰ SONGS OF INNOCENCE 天真的歌唱
■ 1 THE BLIND BOY
Colley Cibber①
O say what is that thing call'd Light,
Which I must ne'er enjoy;
What are the blessings of the sight.
O tell your poor blind boy !
You talk of wondrous things you see,
You say the sun shines bright;
I feel him warm, but how can he
Or make it day or night
My day or night myself I make
Whene'er I sleep or play;
And could I ever keep awake
With me 'twere always day.
With heavy sighs I often hear
You mourn my hapless woe;
But sure with patience I can bear
A loss I ne'er can know
Then let not what I cannot have
My cheer of mind destroy
Whilst thus I sing, I am a king,
Although a poor blind boy
■ 一 盲孩
柯莱·西柏
你们说的"光"，是什么东西，
我永远不可能感觉出来；
你们能够"看"，是什么福气，
请告诉我这可怜的盲孩！
你们讲到了种种奇景，
你们说太阳光辉灿烂；
我感到他温暖，可他怎么能
把世界分出黑夜和白天？
这会儿我玩耍，待会儿我睡觉，
这样分我的白天和夜晚；
假如我老是醒着，睡不着，
我觉得那就是白天没完。
我听见你们一次又一次
为我的不幸而叹息：唉……
可我完全能忍受这损失——
损失是什么我并不明白。
别让我永远得不到的东西
把我愉快的心情破坏：
我歌唱，我就是快乐君王，
尽管我是个可怜的盲孩。
屠 岸译
①柯莱·西柏（1671－1757），英国演员、剧作家，诗人。《盲孩》是他的名篇。
■ 2 TO CHARLOTTE PULTENEY
Ambrose Philips①
Timely blossom, Infant fair,
Fondling of a happy pair,
Every morn and every night
Their solicitous delight,
Sleeping, waking, still at ease,
Pleasing, without skill to please;
Little gossip, blithe and hale,
Tattling many a broken tale,
Singing many a tuneless song,
Lavish of a heedless tongue;
Simple maiden, void of art,
Babbling out the very heart,
Yet abandon'd to thy will,
Yet imagining no ill,
Yet too innocent to blush;
Like the linnet in the bush
To the mother-linnet's note
Moduling her slender throat;
Chirping forth thy petty joys,
Wanton in the change of toys,
Like the linnet green, in May
Flitting to each bloomy spray;
Wearied then and glad of rest,
Like the linnet in the nest: ----
This thy present happy lot,
This, in time will be forgot:
Other pleasures, other cares,
Ever-busy Time prepares;
And thou shalt in thy daughter see,
This picture, once, resembled thee.
■ 二 致夏洛蒂·普尔膝尼
安布罗斯·菲力普斯
及时开的花，漂亮的女孩，
幸福的爹妈心尖的爱，
在每个清晨，每个良夜，
你总是爹妈渴望的愉悦，
睡着，醒着，自由自在，
毫无机巧，却招人喜爱；
咿呀说话，健康，欢欣，
讲些个并不连贯的事情，
唱多少歌子，全走了调，
又说又唱，没完没了；
单纯的幼女，天真无邪，
把一片童心向外倾泻，
你无拘无束，随心随意，
不知道邪恶是什么东西，
一派纯真，不懂得羞赧，
就像红雀在矮树林间
跟随着红雀妈妈的歌声，
调整自己纤细的嗓音；
咿呀唱出你小小的欢愉，
调皮地变换着一件件玩具，