莎士比亚十四行诗网友原创翻译(4)

会计考友 · 发表于 2012-8-16 09:27:20

ⅩⅥ 　　But wherefore do not you a mightier way
　　Make war upon this bloody tyrant, Time?
　　And fortify yourself in your decay
　　With means more blessèd than my barren rhyme?
　　Now stand you on the top of happy hours,
　　And many maiden gardens, yet unset,
　　With virtuous wish would bear your living flowers,
　　Much liker than your painted counterfeit:
　　So should the lines of life that life repair
　　Which this time's pencil or my pupil pen,
　　Neither in inward worth nor outward fair
　　Can make you live yourself in eyes of men.
　　　　To give away yourself keeps yourself still,
　　And you must live drawn by your own sweet skill.
　　"Sonnet #16" was originally published in Shake-speares Sonnets: Never before Imprinted (1609).
　　用何百计与千方，抵抗血腥光阴王？
　　不用利器抵衰朽，反借不育之诗行。
　　置身桃花运绝顶，处女之地插红芳。
　　切盼群英色绚烂，比画更肖汝面庞。
　　生命轮廓生命描，不论涂鸦与墨香。
　　不能使汝人前现，外在内在美昭彰。
　　舍弃自我得自我，妙笔生花继世长。
　　ⅩⅤⅡ
　　Who will believe my verse in time to come
　　If it were filled with your most high deserts?
　　Though yet, heaven knows, it is but as a tomb
　　Which hides your life and shows not half your parts.
　　If I could write the beauty of your eyes
　　And in fresh numbers number all your graces,
　　The age to come would say, 'This poet lies--
　　Such heavenly touches ne'er touched earthly faces.'
　　So should my papers, yellowed with their age,
　　Be scorned, like old men of less truth than tongue,
　　And your true rights be termed a poet's rage
　　And stretchèd metre of an antique song.
　　But were some child of yours alive that time,
　　You should live twice--in it and in my rhyme.
　　"Sonnet #17" was originally published in Shake-speares Sonnets: Never before Imprinted (1609).
　　将来谁信吾诗行，汝之美德世无双？
　　天知此仅一坟墓，埋葬汝命难张扬。
　　若能描摹目流盼，千娇百媚诗断肠。
　　未来则云诗家谎，神笔未润此面庞。
　　岁月如烟卷熏黄，为人藐视如夕阳。
　　真容诬作骚客狂，古歌虚饰复夸张。
　　假若彼时子孙在，活于其身与诗章。

会计考友 · 发表于 2012-8-16 09:27:21

</p>　　ⅩⅤⅢ
　　Shall I compare thee to a summer's day?
　　Thou art more lovely and more temperate:
　　Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May,
　　And summer's lease hath all too short a date:
　　Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines,
　　And often is his gold complexion dimmed:
　　And every fair from fair sometime declines,
　　By chance or nature's changing course untrimmed;
　　But thy eternal summer shall not fade,
　　Nor lose possession of that fair thou ow'st,
　　Nor shall death brag thou wander'st in his shade,
　　When in eternal lines to time thou grow'st;
　　So long as men can breathe, or eyes can see,
　　So long lives this, and this gives life to thee.
　　"Sonnet #18" was originally published in Shake-speares Sonnets: Never before Imprinted (1609).
　　如何将汝拟夏天？汝更温婉亦堪怜。
　　狂风摧残五月蕊，盛夏匆匆一瞬间。
　　苍天明眸时酷烈，云遮雾罩金玉颜。
　　芳艳终究要凋谢，毁于无常或机缘。
　　汝之仲夏不零落，秀雅风姿舞翩翩。
　　死神云汝泊其影，汝于诗里与时迁。
　　人有气息有双眸，诗将千秋复绵延。
　　ⅩⅨ
　　Devouring time, blunt thou the lion's paws,
　　And make the earth devour her own sweet brood;
　　Pluck the keen teeth from the fierce tiger's jaws,
　　And burn the long-lived phoenix in her blood.
　　Make glad and sorry seasons as they fleet'st,
　　And do whate'er thou wilt, swift-footed time,
　　To the wide world and all her fading sweets,
　　But I forbid thee one most heinous crime:
　　O, carve not with thy hours my love's fair brow,
　　Nor draw no lines there with thine antique pen;
　　Him in thy course untainted do allow
　　For beauty's pattern to succeeding men.
　　　　Yet do thy worst, old Time: despite thy wrong,
　　　　My love shall in my verse ever live young.
　　"Sonnet #19" was originally published in Shake-speares Sonnets: Never before Imprinted (1609).
　　饕餮时光磨钝爪，大地慈母幼婴消。
　　猛虎口中敲玉齿，凤凰涅槃浴血烧。
　　飞逝过处节哭笑，逝者如斯水滔滔。
　　大千世界芳菲尽，弥天大罪不容饶。
　　休将美人蛾眉刻，休将笔墨胡乱描。
　　且容流光依旧貌，美丽楷模后人瞧。
　　猖狂淫威老时光，爱于诗卷永不凋。
　　ⅩⅩ
　　A woman's face, with nature's own hand painted
　　Hast thou, the master-mistress of my passion;
　　A woman's gentle heart, but not acquainted
　　With shifting change, as is false women's fashion;
　　An eye more bright than theirs, less false in rolling,
　　Gilding the object whereupon it gazeth;
　　A man in hue all hues in his controlling,
　　Which steals men's eyes and women's souls amazeth.
　　And for a woman wert thou first created,
　　Till nature as she wrought thee fell a-doting,
　　And by addition me of thee defeated
　　By adding one thing to my purpose nothing.
　　But since she pricked thee out for women's pleasure,
　　Mine be thy love, and thy love's use their treasure.
　　"Sonnet #20" was originally published in Shake-speares Sonnets: Never before Imprinted (1609).
　　造化绘出女面庞，挚爱情妇兼情郎。
　　有颗美人柔婉心，但无娼妓假心肠。
　　眼睛明媚不造作，美目流盼镀金黄。
　　风流倜傥绝世美，雄兔眼迷雌心降。
　　天然本意汝为女，塑造时辰喝迷汤。
　　池草生根因迷梦，海棠带恨为无香。
　　美女幸得由造化，吮吸玉液和琼浆。

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