George Gordon Byron - Stanzas Written on the Road Between Florence and Pisa 汉译

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The days of our youth are the days of our glory;

And the myrtle and ivy of sweet two-and-twenty

Are worth all your laurels, though ever so plenty.

 

What are garlands and crowns to the brow that is wrinkled?

’Tis but as a dead flower with May-dew besprinkled:

Then away with all such from the head that is hoary!

What care I for the wreaths that can only give glory?

 

O Fame!—if I e’er took delight in thy praises,

’Twas less for the sake of thy high-sounding phrases,

Than to see the bright eyes of the dear one discover

She thought that I was not unworthy to love her.

 

There chiefly I sought thee, there only I found thee;

Her glance was the best of the rays that surround thee,

When it sparkled o’er aught that was bright in my story,

I knew it was love, and I felt it was glory.

 

November 6, 1821.

 

写于佛罗伦萨至比萨途中

 

哦，别跟我谈论什么故事里的伟大的人名，

我们青春的岁月是我们最光辉的时辰；

在甜蜜的二十二岁上的长春藤和桃金娘

胜过你所有的桂冠，无论它们多到怎样。

 

对于满额皱纹，花冠和王冕算得了什么？

那不过是五月的朝露洒上枯死的花朵。

那么，不如把这一切从苍白的头上扔开！

对于只给人以荣誉的花环我又何所挂怀？

 

啊，美名！如果我对你的赞扬也曾感到欣喜，

那并不仅仅是为了你富丽堂皇的词句；

我是想看到亲爱的人儿睁大明亮的眼睛，

让她知道我爱她的人也并非等闲。

 

主要是这原因，我才追寻你，并且把你发现，

她的目光是照在你四周的最美的光线；

如果听到我的灿烂的故事，她闪闪眼睛，

我就知道那时爱，我感到那才是光荣。

 

1821年11月6日