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文学作品汉译:雪莱- Ode to the West Wind

2014-10-09    来源:en84    【      美国外教 在线口语培训

文学作品汉译:Percy Bysshe Shelley - Ode to the West Wind

文学作品汉译:请欣赏珀西·比希·雪莱作品《Ode to the West Wind》

Ode to the West Wind

Percy Bysshe Shelley

I

O WILD West Wind, thou breath of Autumn’s being  
Thou from whose unseen presence the leaves dead  
Are driven like ghosts from an enchanter fleeing,  

Yellow, and black, and pale, and hectic red,  
Pestilence-stricken multitudes! O thou         
Who chariotest to their dark wintry bed  

The wingèd seeds, where they lie cold and low,  
Each like a corpse within its grave, until  
Thine azure sister of the Spring shall blow  

Her clarion o’er the dreaming earth, and fill  
(Driving sweet buds like flocks to feed in air)  
With living hues and odours plain and hill;  

Wild Spirit, which art moving everywhere;  
Destroyer and preserver; hear, O hear!  
 
II

Thou on whose stream, ‘mid the steep sky’s commotion,  
Loose clouds like earth’s decaying leaves are shed,  
Shook from the tangled boughs of heaven and ocean,  

Angels of rain and lightning! there are spread  
On the blue surface of thine airy surge,  
Like the bright hair uplifted from the head 

Of some fierce Mænad, even from the dim verge  
Of the horizon to the zenith’s height,  
The locks of the approaching storm. Thou dirge  

Of the dying year, to which this closing night  
Will be the dome of a vast sepulchre,  
Vaulted with all thy congregated might  

Of vapours, from whose solid atmosphere  
Black rain, and fire, and hail, will burst: O hear!  

III

Thou who didst waken from his summer dreams  
The blue Mediterranean, where he lay,
Lull’d by the coil of his crystàlline streams,  

Beside a pumice isle in Baiæ’s bay,  
And saw in sleep old palaces and towers  
Quivering within the wave’s intenser day,  

All overgrown with azure moss, and flowers   35
So sweet, the sense faints picturing them! Thou  
For whose path the Atlantic’s level powers  

Cleave themselves into chasms, while far below  
The sea-blooms and the oozy woods which wear  
The sapless foliage of the ocean, know  

Thy voice, and suddenly grow gray with fear,  
And tremble and despoil themselves: O hear!  

IV

If I were a dead leaf thou mightest bear;  
If I were a swift cloud to fly with thee;  
A wave to pant beneath thy power, and share 

The impulse of thy strength, only less free  
Than thou, O uncontrollable! if even  
I were as in my boyhood, and could be  

The comrade of thy wanderings over heaven,  
As then, when to outstrip thy skiey speed  
Scarce seem’d a vision—I would ne’er have striven  

As thus with thee in prayer in my sore need.  
O! lift me as a wave, a leaf, a cloud!  
I fall upon the thorns of life! I bleed!  

A heavy weight of hours has chain’d and bow’d 
One too like thee—tameless, and swift, and proud.  

V

Make me thy lyre, even as the forest is:  
What if my leaves are falling like its own?  
The tumult of thy mighty harmonies  

Will take from both a deep autumnal tone,  
Sweet though in sadness. Be thou, Spirit fierce,  
My spirit! Be thou me, impetuous one!  

Drive my dead thoughts over the universe,  
Like wither’d leaves, to quicken a new birth;  
And, by the incantation of this verse,

Scatter, as from an unextinguish’d hearth  
Ashes and sparks, my words among mankind!  
Be through my lips to unawaken’d earth  

The trumpet of a prophecy! O Wind,  
If Winter comes, can Spring be far behind?

1819



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