英美著名儿童诗一百首 [38]
，你要睡就马上睡着了，你母亲
俯身把你抱紧在她清醒的心上，
你默默的眼睛所感到的一切动静
就把她喜悦的爱怜传到你身上：
有时候，她把你抱在洁白的胸口，
我深情注视你的脸，她的面貌
就在你脸上隐现——这样的时候，
你更可爱了，美丽纤弱的花苞；
你母亲的美影借你温柔的神态
充分呈现后，你就最最可爱！
屠 岸译
①坡西·比希·雪莱(1792－1822)，英国伟大的浪漫主义诗人。他痛恨封建压迫，追求自由、平等的民主思想。他的诗内容丰富，气概宏伟，壮阔，始统充满着革命的乐观主义精神。
■ 72 ON MY MOTHER'S BIRTHDAY
WRITTEN AT THE AGE OF EI GHT
Felicia Dorothea Hemans①
Clad in all their brightest green,
This day the verdant fields are seen;
The tuneful birds begin their lay,
To celebrate thy natal day.
The breeze is still, the sea is calm,
And the whole scene combines to charm;
The flowers revive, this charming May,
Because it is thy natal day.
The sky is blue, the day serene,
And only pleasure now is seen;
The rose, the pink, the tulip gay,
Combine to bless thy natal day.
■ 七十二 我母亲的生日
八岁时作
费丽西亚·多罗西亚·希曼斯
明亮的绿色覆盖一切，
今天满眼是青翠的田野；
爱唱的鸟儿开始唱歌，
为了祝贺你生日快乐。
微风不吹，大海宁静，
所有的景色如此迷人；
诱人的五月里，花儿苏醒，
因为今天是你的诞辰。
天空蔚蓝，天气晴朗，
到处是一片喜悦欢畅；
玫瑰、石竹、郁金香一起
祝贺你生日欢欢喜喜。
方谷绣 屠 岸泽
①费丽西亚·多罗西亚·希曼斯夫人(1793－1835)，英国诗人。早慧，十五岁出版第一部诗集。创作甚勤，题材与风格多样。她的最著名的诗是《卡萨卞卡》。
■ 73 CASABIANCA
F elicia Dorothea Hemans
The boy stood on the burning deck
Whence all but he had fled;
The flame that lit the battle's wreck
Shone round him o'er the dead.
Yet beautiful and bright he stood,
As born to rule the storm—-
A creature of heroic blood,
A proud, though child-like form.
The flames roll' d on—he would not go
Without his father's word;
That father, faint in death below,
His voice no longer heard.
He call' d aloud: — "Say, father! say
If yet my task is done!"
He knew not that the chieftain lay
Unconscious of his son.
"Speak, father!" once again he cried,
"If I may yet be gone!"
And but the booming shots replied,
And fast the flames roll' d on.
Upon his brow he felt their breath,
And in his waving hair,
And look' d from that lone post of death
In still yet brave despair;
And shouted but once more aloud,
"My father! must I stay
"
While o'er him fast, through sail and shroud,
The wreathing fires made way.
They wrapt the ship in splendour wild,
They caught the flag on high,
And stream' d above the gallant child
Like banners in the sky.
There came a burst of thunder-sound—
The boy—oh! where was he
Ask of the winds that far around
With fragments strew' d the sea! -
With mast, and helm, and pennon fair,
That well had borne their part;
But the noblest thing which perish' d there
Was that young faithful heart!
■ 七十三 卡萨卞卡
费丽西亚·多罗西亚·希曼斯
这男孩站在燃烧的甲板上，
人们都跑了，他留下；
照耀着残破战舰的火光
越过尸体，包围他。
他仍然站着，美丽辉煌，
像
俯身把你抱紧在她清醒的心上，
你默默的眼睛所感到的一切动静
就把她喜悦的爱怜传到你身上：
有时候，她把你抱在洁白的胸口，
我深情注视你的脸，她的面貌
就在你脸上隐现——这样的时候，
你更可爱了，美丽纤弱的花苞；
你母亲的美影借你温柔的神态
充分呈现后，你就最最可爱！
屠 岸译
①坡西·比希·雪莱(1792－1822)，英国伟大的浪漫主义诗人。他痛恨封建压迫，追求自由、平等的民主思想。他的诗内容丰富，气概宏伟，壮阔，始统充满着革命的乐观主义精神。
■ 72 ON MY MOTHER'S BIRTHDAY
WRITTEN AT THE AGE OF EI GHT
Felicia Dorothea Hemans①
Clad in all their brightest green,
This day the verdant fields are seen;
The tuneful birds begin their lay,
To celebrate thy natal day.
The breeze is still, the sea is calm,
And the whole scene combines to charm;
The flowers revive, this charming May,
Because it is thy natal day.
The sky is blue, the day serene,
And only pleasure now is seen;
The rose, the pink, the tulip gay,
Combine to bless thy natal day.
■ 七十二 我母亲的生日
八岁时作
费丽西亚·多罗西亚·希曼斯
明亮的绿色覆盖一切，
今天满眼是青翠的田野；
爱唱的鸟儿开始唱歌，
为了祝贺你生日快乐。
微风不吹，大海宁静，
所有的景色如此迷人；
诱人的五月里，花儿苏醒，
因为今天是你的诞辰。
天空蔚蓝，天气晴朗，
到处是一片喜悦欢畅；
玫瑰、石竹、郁金香一起
祝贺你生日欢欢喜喜。
方谷绣 屠 岸泽
①费丽西亚·多罗西亚·希曼斯夫人(1793－1835)，英国诗人。早慧，十五岁出版第一部诗集。创作甚勤，题材与风格多样。她的最著名的诗是《卡萨卞卡》。
■ 73 CASABIANCA
F elicia Dorothea Hemans
The boy stood on the burning deck
Whence all but he had fled;
The flame that lit the battle's wreck
Shone round him o'er the dead.
Yet beautiful and bright he stood,
As born to rule the storm—-
A creature of heroic blood,
A proud, though child-like form.
The flames roll' d on—he would not go
Without his father's word;
That father, faint in death below,
His voice no longer heard.
He call' d aloud: — "Say, father! say
If yet my task is done!"
He knew not that the chieftain lay
Unconscious of his son.
"Speak, father!" once again he cried,
"If I may yet be gone!"
And but the booming shots replied,
And fast the flames roll' d on.
Upon his brow he felt their breath,
And in his waving hair,
And look' d from that lone post of death
In still yet brave despair;
And shouted but once more aloud,
"My father! must I stay
"
While o'er him fast, through sail and shroud,
The wreathing fires made way.
They wrapt the ship in splendour wild,
They caught the flag on high,
And stream' d above the gallant child
Like banners in the sky.
There came a burst of thunder-sound—
The boy—oh! where was he
Ask of the winds that far around
With fragments strew' d the sea! -
With mast, and helm, and pennon fair,
That well had borne their part;
But the noblest thing which perish' d there
Was that young faithful heart!
■ 七十三 卡萨卞卡
费丽西亚·多罗西亚·希曼斯
这男孩站在燃烧的甲板上，
人们都跑了，他留下；
照耀着残破战舰的火光
越过尸体，包围他。
他仍然站着，美丽辉煌，
像