圣雄甘地改变世界的十句名言等文章

Are you inspired by Mahatma Gandhi? Gandhi quotes inspired millions of Indians to act in non-violent protest against British oppression. His own wisdom and philosophy can always inspire us. Here are the Gandhi’s Top 10 inspirational quotes that give you power to change the world。
你是否曾受到过圣雄甘地的启发？甘地激励了上百万印度人民以非暴力抵抗运动反对英国的殖民统治。一直以来，甘地都在以他的智慧和哲学理念影响着我们。以下是甘地所说过的最鼓舞人心的10句名言，希望这些句子能带给你改变世界的力量。

 

1.First they ignore you. Then they laugh at you. Then they fight you. Then you win.
他们先是无视你，再来是嘲笑你，接着他们与你战斗，最后你赢了。

 

2.The weak can never forgive. Forgiveness is the attribute of the strong.
软弱的人不懂得原谅。原谅是强大的表现。

 

3.Happiness is when what you think, what you say, and what you do are in harmony.
幸福就是你的所想、所说和所做的和谐统一。

 

4.A 'No' uttered from the deepest conviction is better than a 'Yes' merely uttered to please, or worse, to avoid trouble.
从内心深处发出的一声“不”，要好过于为了取悦甚至是为了避免麻烦而说出的一声“是”。

 

5.A coward is incapable of exhibiting love; it is the prerogative of the brave.
懦夫没有能力去表现爱；爱是勇者的特权。

 

6.A man is but the product of his thoughts what he thinks, he becomes.
人是思想的产物。心里想的是什么，就会变成什么样的人。

 

7.A nation's culture resides in the hearts and in the soul of its people.
国家的文化蕴藏在其人民的内心和灵魂之中。

 

8.Always aim at complete harmony of thought and word and deed. Always aim at purifying your thoughts and everything will be well.
时刻致力于思想、语言和行为的完全和谐。时刻致力于净化你的思想，这样一切就都会好起来的。

 

9.An error does not become truth by reason of multiplied propagation, nor does truth become error because nobody sees it.
谬误不会因为千百遍地传播就变成真理；同样，真理也不会因为无人所知就变成谬误。

 

10.An ounce of practice is worth more than tons of preaching.
再微小的实践也远胜于再繁多的说教。

 

 

2、冰心：生命从八十岁开始
 

亲爱的小朋友：

我每天在病榻上躺着，面对一幅极好看的画。这是一个满面笑容，穿着红兜肚，背上扛着一对大红桃的孩子，旁边写着“敬祝冰心同志八十大寿”，底下落款是“一九八○年十月《儿童文学》敬祝”。

每天早晨醒来，在灿烂的阳光下看着它，使我快乐，使我鼓舞，但是“八十”这两个字，总不能使我相信我竟然已经八十岁了！

我病后有许多老朋友来信，又是安慰又是责难，说：“你以后千万不能再不服老了！”所以，我在复一位朋友的信里说：“孔子说他常觉得‘不知老之将至’，我是‘无知’到了不知老之已至的地步！”

这无知要感谢我的千千万万的小读者！自从我二十三岁起写《寄小读者》以来，断断续续地写了将近六十年。正是许多小读者们读《寄小读者》后的来信，这热情的回响，使我永远觉得年轻！

我在病中不但得到《中国少年报》编辑部的赠花，并给我拍了照，也得到许多慰问的信，因为这些信的祝福都使我相信我会很快康复起来。我的病是在得了“脑血栓” 之后，又把右胯骨摔折。因此行动、写字都很困难。写这几百字几乎用了半个小时，但我希望在一九八一年我完全康复之后，再努力给小朋友们写些东西。西谚云 “生命从四十岁开始”。我想从一九八一年起，病好后再好好练习写字，练习走路。“生命从八十岁开始”，努力和小朋友们一同前进！

祝  你们健康快乐

 

                                                                                        你们的热情的朋友 冰心
                                                                               一九八○年十月二十九日于北京医院

Life Begins at Eighty

Bing Xin

 

Dear Friends:

Every day as I lie here on my sickbed I see in front of me a very beautiful picture. It is a picture of a beaming child in red holding a pair of large peaches. At the side of the picture are inscribed the words, “Congratulations on Comrade Bing Xin’s Eightieth Birthday,” and at he bottom the words, “Greetings from Children’s Literature October 1980.”

Waking early every morning, gazing at this picture in the bright rays of the sun gives me happiness and encouragement. The mere word “eighty” simply cannot convince me that I really am eighty years old!

After I fell ill, many old friends wrote to me. Some of the letters were comforting, and some reproachful, saying, “Now you will no longer be able to refuse to devote yourself to the aged!” I replied to one friend: “Confucius once said that he often felt that he ‘did not know when old age would arrive,’ whereas I am in the position of ‘not knowing’ that I do not know that old age has already arrived!”

This ignoramus wishes to thank her thousands of young readers. Ever since I wrote Letters to My Litter Readers at the age of twenty-three, I have been writing continuously for nearly sixty years. It is the Letters to My Little Readers that has kept me feeling forever young.

During my illness, the editorial department of China Youth magazine not only sent me flowers, they also came and took a photograph of me. In addition, I received many letters of sympathy. All these good wishes convinced me that I would soon get better. My illness was the result of a blood clot on the brain. In addition, I fell and fractured my right hip, so I find moving and writing very difficult. In fact, it has taken me half an hour to write these few words. But I hope to be fully recovered in 1981, and then I will again get busy writing for my young friends. In the West there is a saying which goes, “Life begins at forty.” I hope that in 1981, after I recover from my illness, I will again practice writing and walking. Life begins at eighty. I will do my best to forge ahead, alongside my young friends.

 

                                                                                    I wish you health and happiness.
                                                                                            Your loving friend Bing Xin
                                                                                                             Beijing Hospital
                                                                                                           October 29, 1980

 

2014年2月22日 00:00

 

 

3、叶芝：驶向拜占庭
 

W.B. Yeats - Sailing to Byzantium
驶向拜占庭 ---- 叶芝

 

THAT is no country for old men. The young
In one another's arms, birds in the trees
- Those dying generations - at their song,
The salmon-falls, the mackerel-crowded seas,
Fish, flesh, or fowl, commend all summer long
Whatever is begotten, born, and dies.
Caught in that sensual music all neglect
Monuments of unageing intellect.
An aged man is but a paltry thing,
A tattered coat upon a stick, unless
Soul clap its hands and sing, and louder sing
For every tatter in its mortal dress,
Nor is there singing school but studying
Monuments of its own magnificence;
And therefore I have sailed the seas and come
To the holy city of Byzantium.
O sages standing in God's holy fire
As in the gold mosaic of a wall,
Come from the holy fire, perne in a gyre,
And be the singing-masters of my soul.
Consume my heart away; sick with desire
And fastened to a dying animal
It knows not what it is; and gather me
Into the artifice of eternity.
Once out of nature I shall never take
My bodily form from any natural thing,
But such a form as Grecian goldsmiths make
Of hammered gold and gold enamelling
To keep a drowsy Emperor awake;
Or set upon a golden bough to sing
To lords and ladies of Byzantium
Of what is past, or passing, or to come.

那不是老年人的国度。青年人
在互相拥抱；那垂死的世代，
树上的鸟，正从事他们的歌唱；
鱼的瀑布，青花鱼充塞的大海，
鱼、兽或鸟，一整个夏天在赞扬
凡是诞生和死亡的一切存在。
沉溺于那感官的音乐，个个都疏忽
万古长青的理性的纪念物。
一个衰颓的老人只是个废物，
是件破外衣支在一根木棍上，
除非灵魂拍手作歌，为了它的
皮囊的每个裂绽唱得更响亮；
可是没有教唱的学校，而只有
研究纪念物上记载的它的辉煌，
因此我就远渡重洋而来到
拜占庭的神圣的城堡。
哦，智者们！立于上帝的神火中，
好像是壁画上嵌金的雕饰，
从神火中走出来吧，旋转当空，
请为我的灵魂作歌唱的教师。
把我的心烧尽，它被绑在一个
垂死的肉身上，为欲望所腐蚀，
已不知它原来是什么了；请尽快
把我采集进永恒的艺术安排。
一旦脱离自然界，我就不再从
任何自然物体取得我的形状，
而只要希腊的金匠用金釉
和锤打的金子所制作的式样，
供给瞌睡的皇帝保持清醒；
或者就镶在金树枝上歌唱
一切过去、现在和未来的事情
给拜占庭的贵族和夫人听。

2014年3月6日 00:00

 

 

4、威廉·布莱克：爱的秘密
 

威廉·布莱克（WilliamBlake，1757~1827）是十九世纪诗人，英国第一位重要的浪漫主义诗人.主要诗作有诗集《天真之歌》、《经验之歌》等。早期作品简洁明快，中后期作品趋向玄妙晦涩，充满神秘色彩。文章选取两位翻译大师对其的理解与译作，各有不同的味道。

Love's Secret
           by William Blake

Never seek to tell thy love, 
Love that never told can be; 
For the gentle wind does move 
Silently, invisibly. 
I told my love, I told my love, 
I told her all my heart; 
Trembling, cold, in ghastly fears, 
Ah! she did depart! 
Soon as she was gone from   me, 
A traveler came by, 
Silently, invisibly, 
He took her with a sigh.

 

      黄雨石 译

爱情永不宜在情人面前搬弄，
永不要对她说出你的心意，
你只看那轻轻吹动着的微风，
它总一声不响、不露形迹。
我就曾对情人吐露我的爱情，
战栗着、哆嗦着、带着恐惧，
我让她完全看透了我的心。
但结果啊！她很快就把我抛弃！
等她刚刚离开我的眼前，
一声不响、不露形迹，
一个过路人来到她的身边，
她轻叹了一声便随他而去。

      张文武 译 　　
千万别试图说出你的爱， 　　
爱永远不能被说出来； 　　
因为你不能听到或看见， 　　
那吹拂的微风。 　　
我曾经说出我的爱，我曾经这样， 　　
我向她倾诉了我的衷肠； 　　
她浑身颤抖，如陷冰窟，充满恐惧， 　　
啊！她离我而去！ 　　
她刚离开我， 　　
就来了一个过客， 　　
他轻叹一声，便将她带走， 　　
你听不到，也看不见。
 

2014年3月18日 00:00

 

 

5、郁达夫：故都的秋
 

秋天，无论在什么地方的秋天，总是好的；可是啊，北国的秋，却特别地来得清，来得静，来得悲凉。我的不远千里，要从杭州赶上青岛，更要从青岛赶上北平来的理由，也不过想饱尝一尝这“秋”，这故都的秋味。
　　江南，秋当然也是有的，但草木凋得慢，空气来得润，天的颜色显得淡，并且又时常多雨而少风；一个人夹在苏州上海杭州，或厦门香港广州的市民中间，混混沌沌地过去，只能感到一点点清凉，秋的味，秋的色，秋的意境与姿态，总看不饱，尝不透，赏玩不到十足。秋并不是名花，也并不是美酒，那一种半开、半醉的状态，在领略秋的过程上，是不合适的。
　　不逢北国之秋，已将近十余年了。在南方每年到了秋天，总要想起陶然亭的芦花，钓鱼台的柳影，西山的虫唱，玉泉的夜月，潭柘寺的钟声。在北平即使不出门去吧，就是在皇城人海之中，租人家一椽破屋来住着，早晨起来，泡一碗浓茶，向院子一坐，你也能看得到很高很高的碧绿的天色，听得到青天下驯鸽的飞声。从槐树叶底，朝东细数着一丝一丝漏下来的日光，或在破壁腰中，静对着像喇叭似的牵牛花（朝荣）的蓝朵，自然而然地也能够感觉到十分的秋意。说到了牵牛花，我以为以蓝色或白色者为佳，紫黑色次之，淡红色最下。最好，还要在牵牛花底，教长着几根疏疏落落的尖细且长的秋草，使作陪衬。
　　北国的槐树，也是一种能使人联想起秋来的点缀。像花而又不是花的那一种落蕊，早晨起来，会铺得满地。脚踏上去，声音也没有，气味也没有，只能感出一点点极微细极柔软的触觉。扫街的在树影下一阵扫后，灰土上留下来的一条条扫帚的丝纹，看起来既觉得细腻，又觉得清闲，潜意识下并且还觉得有点儿落寞，古人所说的梧桐一叶而天下知秋的遥想，大约也就在这些深沉的地方。

　　秋蝉的衰弱的残声，更是北国的特产，因为北平处处全长着树，屋子又低，所以无论在什么地方，都听得见它们的啼唱。在南方是非要上郊外或山上去才听得到的。这秋蝉的嘶叫，在北方可和蟋蟀耗子一样，简直像是家家户户都养在家里的家虫。
　　还有秋雨哩，北方的秋雨，也似乎比南方的下得奇，下得有味，下得更像样。
　　在灰沉沉的天底下，忽而来一阵凉风，便息列索落地下起雨来了。一层雨过，云渐渐地卷向了西去，天又晴了，太阳又露出脸来了，着着很厚的青布单衣或夹袄的都市闲人，咬着烟管，在雨后的斜桥影里，上桥头树底下去一立，遇见熟人，便会用了缓慢悠闲的声调，微叹着互答着地说：
　　“唉，天可真凉了-----”（这了字念得很高，拖得很长。）
　　“可不是吗？一层秋雨一层凉了！”
　　北方人念阵字，总老像是层字，平平仄仄起来，这念错的歧韵，倒来得正好。
　　北方的果树，到秋天，也是一种奇景。第一是枣子树，屋角，墙头，茅房边上，灶房门口，它都会一株株地长大起来。像橄榄又像鸽蛋似的这枣子颗儿，在小椭圆形的细叶中间，显出淡绿微黄的颜色的时候，正是秋的全盛时期，等枣树叶落，枣子红完，西北风就要起来了，北方便是沙尘灰土的世界，只有这枣子、柿子、葡萄，成熟到八九分的七八月之交，是北国的清秋的佳日，是一年之中最好也没有的Golden Days。
　　有些批评家说，中国的文人学士，尤其是诗人，都带着很浓厚的颓废的色彩，所以中国的诗文里，赞颂秋的文字的特别的多。但外国的诗人，又何尝不然？我虽则外国诗文念的不多，也不想开出帐来，做一篇秋的诗歌散文钞，但你若去一翻英德法意等诗人的集子，或各国的诗文的Anthology来，总能够看到许多并于秋的歌颂和悲啼。各著名的大诗人的长篇田园诗或四季诗里，也总以关于秋的部分。写得最出色而最有味。足见有感觉的动物，有情趣的人类，对于秋，总是一样地特别能引起深沉，幽远、严厉、萧索的感触来的。不单是诗人，就是被关闭在牢狱里的囚犯，到了秋天，我想也一定能感到一种不能自已的深情，秋之于人，何尝有国别，更何尝有人种阶级的区别呢？不过在中国，文字里有一个“秋士”的成语，读本里又有着很普遍的欧阳子的《秋声》与苏东坡的《赤壁赋》等，就觉得中国的文人，与秋和关系特别深了，可是这秋的深味，尤其是中国的秋的深味，非要在北方，才感受得到底。
　　南国之秋，当然也是有它的特异的地方的，比如廿四桥的明月，钱塘江的秋潮，普陀山的凉雾，荔枝湾的残荷等等，可是色彩不浓，回味不永。比起北国的秋来，正像是黄酒之与白干，稀饭之与馍馍，鲈鱼之与大蟹，黄犬之与骆驼。
　　秋天，这北国的秋天，若留得住的话，我愿把寿命的三分之二折去，换得一个三分之一的零头。
　　一九三四年八月，在北平

Autumn in Peiping
Yu Dafu
 

Autumn, wherever it is, always has something to recommend itself. In North China,  however, it is particularly limpid, serene and melancholy. To enjoy its atmosphere to the  full in the onetime capital, I have, therefore, made light of travelling a long distance from Hanghou to Qingdao, and thence to Peiping.

There is of course autumn in the South too, but over there plants wither slowly, the air  is moist, the sky pallid, and it is more often rainy than windy. While muddling along all by  myself among the urban dwellers of Suzhou, Shanghai, Xianmen, Hong Kong or Guangzhou, I feel nothing but a little chill in the air, without ever relishing to my heart's  content the flavour, colour, mood and style of the season. Unlike famous flowers which are  most attractive when half opening, good wine which is most tempting when one is half  drunk, autumn, however, is best appreciated in its entirety.

It is more than a decade since I last saw autumn in North. When I am in the South, the  arrival of each autumn will put me in mind of Peiping's Tao Ran Ting with its reed catkins, Diao Yu Tai with its shady willow trees, Western Hills with their chirping insects, Yu Quan Shan Mountain on a moonlight evening and Tan Zhe Si with its reverbrating bell. Suppose you put up in a humble rented house inside the bustling imperial city, you can, on  getting up at dawn, sit in your courtyard sipping a cup of strong tea, leisurely watch the  high azure skies and listen to pigeons circling overhead. Saunter eastward under locust  trees to closely observe streaks of sunlight filtering through their foliage, or quietly watch  the trumpet-shaped blue flowers of morning glories climbing half way up a dilapidated  wall, and an intense feeling of autumn will of itself well up inside you. As to morning  glories, I like their blue or white flowers best, dark purple ones second best, and pink ones  third best. It will be most desirable to have them set off by some tall thin grass planted  underneath here and there. Locust trees in the North, as a decorative embellishment of  nature, also associate us with autumn. On getting up early in the morning, you will find the  ground strewn all over with flower-like pistils fallen from locust trees. Quiet and smellless,  they feel tiny and soft underfoot. After a street cleaner has done the sweeping under the  shade of the trees, you will discover countless lines left by his broom in the dust, which  look so fine and quiet that somehow a feeling of forlornness will begin to creep up on you. The same depth of implication is found in the ancient saying that a single fallen leaf from  the wutong tree is more than enough to inform the world of autumn's presence.

The sporadic feeble chirping of cicadas is especially characteristic of autumn in the North. Due to the abundance of trees and the low altitude of dwellings in Peiping, cicadas  are audible in every nook and cranny of the city. In the South, however, one cannot hear  them unless in suburbs or hills. Because of their ubiquitous shrill noise, these insects in Peiping seem to be living off every household like crickets or mice. As for autumn rains in the North, they also seem to differ from those in the South,  being more appealing, more temperate.

A sudden gust of cool wind under the slaty sky, and raindrops will start  pitter-pattering. Soon when the rain is over, the clouds begin gradually to roll towards the  west and the sun comes out in the blue sky. Some idle townsfolk, wearing lined or unlined  clothing made of thick cloth, will come out pipe in mouth and, loitering under a tree by the  end of a bridge, exchange leisurely conversation with acquaintances with a slight touch of  regret at the passing of time:
“Oh, real nice and cool - ”
“Sure! Getting cooler with each autumn shower!”

Fruit trees in the North also make a wonderful sight in autumn. Take jujube tree for  example. They grow everywhere - around the corner of a house, at the foot of a wall, by  the side of a latrine or outside a kitchen door. It is at the height of autumn that jujubes,  shaped like dates or pigeon eggs, make their appearance in a light yellowish-green amongst  tiny elliptic leaves. By the time when they have turned ruddy and the leaves fallen, the  north-westerly wind will begin to reign supreme and make a dusty world of the North. Only at the turn of July and August when jujubes, persimmons, grapes are 80-90 percent  ripe will the North have the best of autumn - the golden days in a year.

Some literary critics say that Chinese literati, especially poets, are mostly disposed to  be decadent, which accounts for predominance of Chinese works singing the praises of  autumn. Well, the same is true of foreign poets, isn't it? I haven't read much of foreign  poetry and prose, nor do I want to enumerate autumn-related poems and essays in foreign  literature. But, if you browse through collected works of English, German, French or Italian poets, or various countries' anthologies of poetry or prose, you can always comes  across a great many literary pieces eulogizing or lamenting autumn. Long pastoral poems  or songs about the four seasons by renowned poets are mostly distinguished by beautiful  moving lines on autumn. All that goes to show that all live creatures and sensitive humans  alike are prone to the feeling of depth, remoteness, severity and bleakness. Not only poets,  even convicts in prison, I suppose, have deep sentiments in autumn in spite of themselves.

Autumn treats all humans alike, regardless of nationality, race or class. However, judging  from Chinese idiom qiushi (autumn scholar, meaning and aged scholar grieving over  frustrations in his life) and frequent selection in textbooks of Ouyang Xiu's On the Autumn Sough and Su Dongpo's On the Red Cliff, Chinese men of letters seem to be particularly  autumn-minded. But, to know the real flavour of autumn, especially China's autumn, one  has to visit the North.

Autumn in the South also has its unique features, such as the moonlit Ershisi Bridge  in Yangzhou, the flowing sea tide at the Qiantangjiang River, the mist-shrouded Putuo Mountain and lotuses at the Lizhiwan Bay. But they all lack strong colour and lingering  flavour. Southern autumn is to Northern autumn what yellow rice wine is to kaoliang wine,  congee to steamed buns, perches to crabs, yellow dogs to camels.

Autumn, I mean Northern autumn, if only it could be made to last forever! I would be  more than willing to keep but one-third of my life-span and have two-thirds of it bartered  for the prolonged stay of the season!

 

2014年3月29日 00:00

 

 

6、巴金：《独立思考》

 

读了玄珠同志的《谈独立思考》，我有点感想。

现在是不是我们就不知道怎样独立思考呢？现在是不是我们就丧失了独立思考的能力呢？

我想，绝不是。我们并没有丧失独立思考的能力。

问题在于：有些人自己不习惯“独立思考”，也不习惯别人“独立思考”。他们把自己装在套子里面，也喜欢硬把别人装在套子里面。他们拿起教条的棍子到处巡逻，要是看见有人从套子里钻出来，他们就给他一闷棍，他们听见到处都在唱他们听惯了的那种没有感情的单调的调子，他们就满意地在套子里睡着了。

他们的棍子造成了一种舆论，培养出来一批应声虫，好像声势很浩大，而且也的确发生过起哄的作用。可是这种棍子并没有打掉人们的独立思考的能力。事实上单调的调子中间一直有各种各样的声音，不过教条主义者没有听见或者不去听罢了。有些在套子里住惯了的编辑同志喜欢把别人的文章改来改去，一定要改得可以装进套子才甘心，但是写稿的人仍然要从套子里钻出来。打闷棍，头一次也许有用处，我再来，别人早已提防了。谁都知道，教条是死的，人是活的，所以教条代替不了“独立思考”。

在中国能够独立思考的人还是占大多数，他们对大小事情都有他们自己的看法。他们并不习惯别人代替他们思考，但是他们也不习惯公开发表自己的意见，却喜欢暗地里吱吱喳喳（这倒有助于教条主义者的虚张声势）。所以“百家争鸣”的号召对他们是有很大的作用的。他们需要“鸣”，也应当鼓励他们大“鸣”。要是他们真的大“鸣”起来，教条主义者的棍子就只好收起来了。

Independent Thoughts

Ba Jin

The text, “On Independent Thought” of Xuan Zhu has set me thinking a little bit.

Nowadays, we all do not know how to think independently, do we? Don’t we unlearn how to thinkin an independent way?

I think: no, we have not forgotten to think independently.

The problem is, that some are not used to “thinking differently”, and they are also not used to thefact, that others have independent thoughts. They are wrapped up in layers like coats and theymay also wrap up others. They take out the stick of dogmatism, patrol with it everywhere, and ifthey see somebody piercing his coat, they hit him hard. They are not satisfied and cannot fallasleep in their coats, before they not hear from everywhere that usual emotionless talk.

Their sticks have generated a kind of public opinion, and created a chorus of yes-men, thatobviously have loud voices and really could drown out everything. But these sticks were not ableto stop the ability of the people to think independently. Actually, among these monotonousremarks there have always been different voices, but the dogmatists haven’t heard them or simplydon’t want to hear them. Some editors have already gotten used to a life in coats. They do notrest, until they have revised your essay so often that it fits into the coats, only then they are willingto publish it. But the authors of those essays still want to pierce through their coats as usual. Apowerful hit will perhaps be effective already for the first time. To avoid the second one, theydodge in ahead-running obediently. Everyone knows, that people are living human being, andtherefore, the “independent thought” cannot be represented by dogmatists.

Most people can still think independently in China. They have their own opinions on everything. Inno way would they come to terms with the cast that other people thought for them, but they arealso not used to expressing their opinions publicly. Instead of this, they like to chatter in the dark,which has the opposite effect. It helps the exaggerating of the dogmatists. Therefore, the slogan ofthe “free completion of the 100 schools” would especially apply to them. They must “makethemselves heard.” We should encourage them also to do this loudly. If they would really “cryout,” the dogmatists could pack up their sticks and leave.

 

（Martin Woesler 译）

2014年4月12日 00:00

 

 

7、巴金《朋友》
 

这一次的旅行使我更了解一个名词的意义，这个名词就是：朋友。

七八天以前我曾对一个初次见面的朋友说：“在朋友们面前我只感到惭愧。你们待我太好了，我简直没法报答你们。”这并不是谦虚的客气话，这是真的事实。说过这些话，我第二天就离开了那个朋友，并不知道以后还有没有机会再看见他。但是他给我的那一点点温暖至今还使我的心颤动。

我的生命大概不会很长久罢。然而在短促的过去的回顾中却有一盏明灯，照彻了我的灵魂的黑暗，使我的生存有一点光彩。这盏灯就是就友情。我应该感谢它，因为靠了它我才能够活到现在；而且把旧家庭给我留下的阴影扫除了的也正是它。

世间有不少的人为了家庭抛弃朋友，至少也会在家庭和朋友之间划一个界限，把家庭看得比朋友重过若干倍。这似乎是很自然的事情。我也曾亲眼看见一些人结婚以后就离开朋友，离开事业……

朋友是暂时的，家庭是永久的。在好些人的行为里我发见了这个信条。这个信条在我实在是不可理解的。对于我，要是没有朋友，我现在会变成怎样可怜的东西，我自己也不知道。

然而朋友们把我救了。他们给了我家庭所不能给的东西。他们的友爱，他们的帮助，他们的鼓励，几次把我从深渊的边沿救回来。他们对我表示了无限的慷慨。

我的生活曾经是悲苦的，黑暗的。然而朋友们把多量的同情，多量的爱，多量的欢乐，多量的眼泪分了给我，这些东西都是生存所必需的。这些不要报答的慷慨的施舍，使我的生活里也有了温暖，有了幸福。我默默地接受了它们。我并不曾说一句感激的话，我也没有做过一件报答的行为。但是朋友们却不把自私的形容词加到我的身上。对于我，他们太慷慨了。

这一次我走了许多新地方，看见了许多新朋友。我的生活是忙碌的：忙着看，忙着听，忙着说，忙着走。但是我不曾遇到一点困难，朋友们给我准备好了一切，使我不会缺少什么。我每走到一个新地方，我就像回到我那个在上海被日本兵毁掉的旧居一样。

每一个朋友，不管他自己的生活是怎样苦，怎样简单，也要慷慨地分一些东西给我，虽然明知道我不能够报答他。有些朋友，连他们的名字我以前也不知道，他们却关心我的健康，处处打听我的“病况”，直到他们看见了我那被日光晒黑了的脸和膀子，他们才放心地微笑了，这种情形的确值得人掉泪。

有人相信我不写文章就不能够生活。两个月以前，一个同情我的上海朋友寄稿到《广州民国日报》的副刊，说了许多关于我的生活的话。他也说我一天不写文章第二天就没有饭吃。这是不确实的。这次旅行就给我证明；即使我不再写一个字，朋友们也不肯让我冻馁。世间还有许多慷慨的人，他们并不把自己个人和家庭看得异常重要，超过一切。靠了他们我才能够活到现在，而且靠了他们我还要活下去。

朋友们给我的东西是太多、太多了。我将怎样报答他们呢？但是我知道他们是不需要报答的。

最近我在一个法国哲学家的书里读到了这样的话：“生命的一个条件就是消费……世间有一种不能跟生存分开的慷慨，要是没有了它，我们就会死，就会从内部干枯。我们必须开花。道德，无私心就是人生的花。”

在我的眼前开放着这么多的人生的花朵了。我的生命要到什么时候才会开花？难道我已经是“内部干枯”了吗？

一个朋友说过：“我若是灯，我就要用我的光明来照彻黑暗。”

我不配做一盏明灯。那么就让我做一块木柴罢。我愿意把我从太阳那里受到的热放散出来，我愿意把自己烧得粉身碎骨给人间添一点点温暖。

Friends 
Ba Jin

On my recent travels, I came to realize still more fully the significance of the word “friend”.

Seven or eight days ago, I said to a friend whom I had just come to know, “I can’t help feelingembarrassed before my friends. You’re all so nice to me. I simply don’t know how to repay yourkindness.” I did not make this remark out of mere modesty and courtesy. I truly meant what Isaid. The next day, I said goodbye to this friend, not knowing if I could ever see him again. But thelittle warmth that he gave me has been keeping my heart throbbing with gratitude.

The length of my days will not be unlimited. However, whenever I look back on my brief past life, Ifind a beacon illuminating my soul and thereby lending a little brightness to my being. That beaconis friendship. I should be grateful to it because it has helped me keep alive up to now and clearaway the shadow left on me by my old family.

Many people forsake their friends in favor of their own families, or at least draw a line ofdemarcation between families and friends, considering the former to be many times moreimportant than the latter. That seems to be a matter of course. I have also seen with my own eyeshow some people abandon their friends as well as their own careers soon after they get married…

Friends are transient whereas family are lasting—that is the tenet, as I know, guiding the behaviorof many people. To me, that is utterly inconceivable. Without friends, I would have been reducedto I don’t know what a miserable creature.

Friends are my saviors. They give me things which it is beyond my family to give me. Thanks totheir fraternal love, assistance and encouragement, I have time and again been saved from fallinginto an abyss while on its verge. They have been enormously generous towards me.

There was a time when my life was miserable and gloomy. My friends then gave me in largequantities sympathy, love, joy and tears—things essential for existence. It is due to their bountifulfree gifts that I also have my share of warmth and happiness in my life.
I accepted their kindnesses quietly without ever saying a word of thanks and without ever doinganything in return. In spite of that, my friends never used the epithet “self-centered” whenreferred to me. They are only too generous towards me.

I visited many new places and met new friends on my recent trip. My time was mostly taken up bylooking around, listening, talking and walking. But I never ran into any trouble because my friendshad done their utmost to make sure that I would be short of nothing. Whatever new places Icalled at, I always felt at home as if I were back in my old residence in Shanghai which had beenalready been raged to the ground by Japanese troops.

No matter how hard up and frugal my friends themselves were, they would unstintingly share withme whatever they had, although they knew I would not be able to repay them for their kindness.Some, whom I did not even know by name, showed concern over my health and went aboutinquiring after me. It was not until they saw my suntanned face and arms that they began to smilea smile of relief.
All that was enough to move one to tears.

Some people believe that, without writing, I would lose my livelihood. One of my sympathizers, inan article published two months ago in the Guangzhou Republic Daily Supplement, gives a fullaccount of the conditions of my life. He also says that I would have nothing to live on once Ishould lay down my pen. That is not true at all. It has already been proved by recent travels thatmy friends would never let me suffer from cold and hunger even if I should go without writing asingle word. There are a great many kind-hearted people in the world who never attach undueimportance to themselves and their own families and who never place themselves and their familiesabove anything else. It is owing to them that I still survive and shall continue to survive for a longtime to come.

I owe my friends many, many kindnesses. How can I repay them? But, I understand, they don’tneed me to do that.

Recently I came across the following words in a book by a French philosopher:

One condition of life is consumption… Survival in this world is inseparable from generosity, withoutwhich we would perish and become dried-up from within. We must put forth flowers. Moralintegrity and unselfishness are the flowers of life.

Now so many flowers of life are in full bloom before my eyes. When can my life put forth flowers?Am I already dried-up from within?
 
A friend of mine says, “If I were a lamp, I would illuminate darkness with my light.”

I, however, don’t qualify for a bright lamp. Let me be a piece of firewood instead. I’ll radiate theheat that I have absorbed from the sun. I’ll burn myself to ashes to provide this human world witha little warmth.

 

（张培基 译）

2014年4月19日 00:00

 

 

8、萧乾：《枣核》
 

动身访美之前，一位旧时同窗写来航空信，再三托付我为他带几棵生枣核。东西倒不占分量，可是用途却很蹊跷。

从费城出发前，我们就通了电话。一下车，他已经在站上等了。掐指一算，分手快半个世纪了，现在都已是风烛残年。

拥抱之后，他就殷切地问我：“带来了吗？”我赶快从手提包里掏出那几棵枣核。他托在掌心，像比珍珠玛瑙还贵重。

他当年那股调皮劲显然还没改。我问起枣核的用途，他一面往衣兜里揣，一面故弄玄虚地说：“等会儿你就明白了。”

那真是座美丽的山城，汽车开去，一路坡上坡下满是一片嫣红。倘若在中国，这里一定会有枫城之称。过了几个山坳，他朝枫树丛中一座三层小楼指了指说：“喏，到了。”汽车拐进草坪，离车库还有三四米，车库就像认识主人似的自动掀起。

朋友有点不好意思地解释说，买这座大房子时，孩子们还上着学，如今都成家立业了。学生生物生物化学的老伴儿在一家研究所里做营养试验。

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他把我安顿在二楼临湖的一个房间后，就领我去踏访他的后花园。地方不大，布置得却精致匀称。我们在靠篱笆的一张白色长凳上坐下，他劈头就问我：“觉不觉得这花园有点家乡味道？”经他指点，我留意到台阶两旁是他手栽的两株垂杨柳，草坪中央有个睡莲池。他感慨良深地对我说：“栽垂柳的时候，我那个小子才五岁，如今在一条核潜艇上当总机械长了。姑娘在哈佛教书。家庭和事业都如意，各种新式设备也都有了。可是我心上总像是缺点什么。也许是没出息，怎么年纪越大，思乡越切。我现在可充分体会出游子的心境了。我想厂甸，想隆福寺。这里一过圣诞，我就想旧历年。近来，我老是想总布胡同院里那棵枣树。所以才托你带几棵种籽，试种一下。”

接着，他又指着花园一角堆起的一座假山假山石说：“你相信吗？那是我开车到几十里以外，一块块亲手挑选，论公斤买下，然后用汽车拉回来的。那是我们家的‘北海’。”

说到这里，我们两人都不约而同地站了起来。沿着草坪旁用卵石铺成的小径，走到“北海”跟前。真是个细心人呢，他在上面还嵌了一所泥制的小凉亭，一座红庙，顶上还有尊白塔。朋友解释说，都从旧金山唐人街买来的。

他告诉我，时常在月夜，他同老伴儿并肩坐在这长凳上，追忆起当年在北海泛舟的日子。睡莲的清香迎风扑来，眼前仿佛就闪出一片荷塘佳色。

改了国籍，不等于就改了民族感情，而且没有一个民族像我们这么依恋故土的。

 

Date Stones

Xiao Qian

Before I set out for the US, a former schoolmate of mine wrote me by airmail, asking me in allearnest to bring him some raw date stones. They were not heavy in weight, yet I was curiousabout their use.

At Philadelphia, shortly before staring out for my friend’s place, I called him up. So when I got offthe train at the destination, I found him already waiting for me at the station. It was about half acentury since we last met, and we were now both in our declining years.

After hugging each other, he asked me eagerly, “have you brought them with you?” I immediatelyfished out the date stones from my handbag. He fondled them in his palm as if they weresomething more valuable than pearls or agates.

Obviously he was just as childlike as before, when I asked about the use of the date stones, he putthem into his pocket and replied by way of fooling me deliberately, “You’ll understand soon.”

It was really a beautiful mountain city. As we drove on, an expanse of rich crimson up and downthe slope came into sight. In China a place like this would have been described as a maple city.After passing through several cols, my friend said pointing to a three- storied house amidst themaple trees, “here we are.” The car turned into a lawn and when it was three or four meters awayform the garage, its door automatically opened as if it recognized its own master.

My friend looked somewhat ill at ease when he told me this: At the time he bought this big house,his children had all been at school. Now they had their own homes and jobs. His wife, a biochemist,was a dietician at a research institute.

After assigning me a room on the second floor facing a lake, he showed me around his backgarden, which, though not too big, was exquisite and nicely arranged. The moment we sat downon a white bench close to a hedge, he asked me, “Don’t you find something here smacking of ournative place in China?” at this, I noticed a weeping willow, planted by himself, on either side of aflight of steps as well as a water-lily pond in the middle of the garden. He said with deep feeling, “When I planted the willows, my son was only five. Now he serves as head of chief mechanics in anuclear submarine. My daughter teaches at Harvard University. I’m happy with my family and mycareer. I own all modern household facilities I need. But I still feel something lacking. Maybe I’m a bittoo foolish. How come the older I become, the more I think of my homeland. Now I fullyunderstand the frame of mind of one residing in a place far away from home. I always think ofChangdian and Longfusi. Every time Christmas is celebrated here in America, I think of lunar Newyear back in China. I can never forget the date tree in the courtyard of the house on ZongbuHutong. That’s why I’ve asked you to bring me some date stones. I’ll try to plant them here.

Then he said pointing to a jumble of rockery standing in a corner of the garden, “Believe it or not,the rocks, hand-picked by me, were bought by the kilogram. I drove dozens of kilometers away tohaul them back in my car. Look, that’s Beihai in our home.”
Thereupon, we rose to our feet simultaneously and walked along a cobbled footpath beside thelawn towards the miniature Beihai. What a careful man my friend was! He had had the artificial hillinlaid with a clay pavilion and a red temple, with a white pagoda on top. He said he had bought thedecorative objects from China Town in San Francisco.

He also told me that on a moonlit night he and his wife would sit side by side on the bench recallinghow they had used to go boating on the Beihai Lake. Meanwhile, as I smelled the faint scent of thewater-lilies carried to us by the breeze, I felt as if the beautiful scene of a Chinese lotus pond wereflashing past my eyes.

The change of nationality doesn’t mean the change of national feeling. No other nation has such astrong attachment for the native land as we Chinese.

 

（张培基 译）

 2014年5月7日 00:00

 

 

9、雷抒雁：《掌上的心》
 

如果我把心托在掌上

像红红的草莓

托在厚厚的绿叶上

那么，你会一目了然

你就会说

哦，多么可爱的红润

可是，如果我真的把心托在掌上

像红红的草莓

托在厚厚的绿叶上

那么，定会被可恶的鸟啄破

我该怎么说呢

该怎么表达这裂心的痛苦

Heart in Hand

Lei Shuyan

If I could hold my heart upon my hand
Like a red strawberry on a thick green leaf
You would know at a glance
And say oh, how delightfully rosy

But if I really put it there
Like a red strawberry on a thick green leaf
It would surely be pecked apart by hateful birds 
And then what should I say
How to show the heart-rending pain?

 

（中国文学出版社 编）

2014年5月24日 00:00

 

 

10、徐志摩：在那山道旁

 

在那山道旁，一天雾濛濛的朝上，
初生的小蓝花在草丛里窥觑，
我送别她归去，与她在此分离，
在青草里飘拂，她的洁白的裙衣。

我不曾开言，她亦不曾告辞，
驻足在山道旁，我暗暗的寻思，
“吐露你的秘密，这不是最好时机？”——
露沾的小草花，仿佛恼我的迟疑。

为什么迟疑，这是最后的时机，
在这山道旁，在这雾盲的朝上?
收集了勇气，向着她我旋转身去：——
但是啊，为什么她这满眼凄惶了

我咽住了我的话，低下了我的头，
水灼与冰激在我的心胸间回荡，
啊，我认识了我的命运，她的忧愁，——
在这浓雾里，在这凄清的道旁！

在那天朝上，在雾茫茫的山道旁，
新生的小蓝花在草丛里睥睨
我目送她远去，与她从此分离——
在青草间飘拂，她那洁白的裙衣！

By the Mountain Path

Hsu Chih-Mo

One misty morning by the mountain path
The new-born hyacinth peeped out of the grass,
Midway I had gone with her, and there we parted.
Her white dress fluttered in the meadow green.

I did not speak; she did not say farewell;
And by the mountain path I paused and pondered.
“Disclose your secrets, is not this the season?”
Moist petals seemed to blame my hesitation.

Why hesitate? This is your final chance,
This misty morning by the mountain path.
I turned to her, collecting all my courage:
But why the trepidation in her eyes?

I choked my words and bowed my head
While fire and ice contended in my breast.
I suddenly saw my fate and saw her sorrows
In thick haze, by the solitary path.

That morning by the misty mountain path
The newborn hyacinth peeped out of the grass,
I saw her wander away and left her for ever,
Her white dress fluttering in the meadow green.

 

（陈世骧、Harold Acton 译）

2014年6月14日 00:00

 

 

11、戴望舒：我用残损的手掌

 

我用残损的手掌 
摸索这广大的土地： 
这一角已变成灰烬， 
那一角只是血和泥； 
这一片湖该是我的家乡， 
（春天，堤上繁花如锦障， 
嫩柳枝折断有奇异的芬芳） 
我触到荇藻和水的微凉； 
这长白山的雪峰冷到彻骨，  
这黄河的水夹泥沙在指间滑出； 
江南的水田，你当年新生的禾草  
是那么细，那么软……现在只有蓬蒿； 
岭南的荔枝花寂寞地憔悴， 
尽那边，我蘸着南海没有渔船的苦水…… 
无形的手掌掠过无限的江山， 
手指沾了血和灰，手掌粘了阴暗， 
只有那辽远的一角依然完整， 
温暖，明朗，坚固而蓬勃生春。 
在那上面，我用残损的手掌轻抚， 
像恋人的柔发，婴孩手中乳。  
我把全部的力量运在手掌贴在上面， 寄与爱和一切希望， 
因为只有那里是太阳，是春， 
将驱逐阴暗，带来苏生， 
因为只有那里我们不像牲口一样活， 
蝼蚁一样死……那里，永恒的中国！

一九四二年七月三日

With My Injured Hand

Dai Wangshu

With my injured hand,
I stroke this great land;
This corner has been reduced to ashes,
That is only blood and mud.
This tract of lake should be my native place,
(In spring, flowers bloom like a brocade screen along the dike;
The peculiar fragrance of tender willow twigs when broken.)
Where I can feel the rushes and cool water,
The snowy peaks of Changbai Mountains chill to the bone,
The waters of Huanghe River mixed with silt between my fingers.
Paddy fields south of the Yangtze River, in those years,
Your seedlings once slender and soft, now rotten.
South of the Five Ridges, blossoms fade in solitude,
Further, I touch the bitter water of the boatless South China Sea…
The invisible hand brushes across rivers and mountains,
Fingers stained with blood and ash, palms glued to darkness,
Only a distant corner still remain intact,
Warm, bright, solid, vital.
Over there, I run my injured hand gently,
As if caressing the soft hair of my sweetheart,
Or like a baby fondling its mother’s breast.

I summon all my strength to my palm
And press it there, with my love and hopes.
Only there is the sun, the spring,
That will dispel the darkness and bring about new life.
Only there can we live not like beasts of burden,
Nor die like ants…
There is the eternal China!

 

（中国文学出版社 编）

2014年6月28日 00:00

 

 

12、徐志摩：《山中》
 

庭院是一片静，
听市谣围抱，
织成一地松影——
看当头月好！

不知今夜山中，
是何等光景：
想也有月，有松，
有更深曲静。

我想攀附月色，
化一阵清风，
吹醒群松春醉，
去山中浮动；

吹下一针新碧，
掉在你窗前；
轻柔如同叹息——
不惊你安眠！

In the Mountains 
Hsu Chih-Mo

The courtyard is an oasis of quiet
Surrounded by the clamour of the town;
Shadows of pines are woven on the ground,
Bright and beauteous is the full moon.

Nobody knows in the mountains of tonight
What scenery there will be:
Pine-trees perhaps, and moonlight,
And deeper quiet.

O, to swim in the waves of the moon,
To become a gust of ethereal wind
And frolic in deep mountains
And rouse the spring-intoxicated pines!

I would puff a fresh green needle
Towards your window, so it would alight
Gently, like a tender sigh—
Your tranquil slumber not to stir.

（陈世骧、Harold Acton 译）

On the Mountain

Xu Zhimo

All’s quiet in the courtyard,
Except for a lingering urban ditty;
Pine shadows have woven a rug—
Look, the moon is bright.

What is it like, I wonder,
On the mountain tonight:
There must be the moon and pines, too,
And quietness, only deeper.

I wish I could climb on a moonbeam
And turn into a puff of wind
To awake the pines from their spring hangover
And let them sway gently on the mountain.

I’d blow off a fresh green needle
And let it fall by your window;
Soft as a sigh—
It wouldn’t startle you in your sleep.

April 1, 1931

 

（Michelle Yeh 译）

2014年7月12日 00:00

 

 

13、戴望舒：《秋蝇》
 

木叶的红色， 
木叶的黄色， 
木叶的土灰色， 
窗外的下午！

用一双无数的眼睛， 
衰弱的苍蝇望得昏眩。 
这样窒息的下午啊！ 
它无奈地搔着头搔着肚子。

木叶，木叶，木叶， 
无边木叶萧萧下。

玻璃窗是寒冷的冰片了， 
太阳只有苍茫的色泽。 
巡回地散一次步吧！ 
它觉得它的脚软。

红色，黄色，土灰色， 
昏眩的万花筒的图案啊！

迢遥的声音，古旧的， 
大伽蓝的钟磬？天末的风？ 
苍蝇有点僵木， 
这样沉重的翼翅啊！

飘下地，飘上天的木叶旋转着， 
红色，黄色，土灰色的错杂的回轮。

无数的眼睛渐渐模糊，昏黑， 
什么东西压到轻绡的翅上， 
身子像木叶一般地轻， 
载在巨鸟的翎翮上吗？

Fly in Autumn

T’ai Wang-Shu

Red colour of the leaves,
Yellow colour of the leaves,
Earth-grey colour of the leaves:
Afternoon outside the window!

With a pair of myriad-eyes,
The invalid fly strains them to dizziness;
(Such a stifling afternoon!...)
Listlessly scratches its head and scratches its belly.

Leaves, leaves, leaves,
An endless shower of rustling, rustling, drifting leaves.

The window-panes are cold as sheets of ice.
And the sun has faded,
Taking a single circular promenade,
Its feet become aware of their feebleness.

Red, yellow and earthly grey
Patterns in a giddy kaleidoscope.

A sound in the distance: is it the sound
Of an ancient temple-bell, or wind from the world’s end?
Drifting along the ground and floating aloft, the leaves are whirling,
A revolving wheel in a medley of red, grey, yellow.

The myriad-eyes grow slowly dim and blind.
What is pressing on those transparent wings?
The body’s light as the leaves: is it already
Upborne on the quills of an enormous bird?

 

（陈世骧、Harold Acton 译）

2014年7月28日 00:00

 

 

14、鲁迅：《自嘲》
 

运交华盖欲何求，
未敢翻身已碰头。 
破帽遮颜过闹市，
漏船载酒泛中流。 
横眉冷对千夫指，
俯首甘为孺子牛。 
躲进小楼成一统，
管他冬夏与春秋。

A Satire on Myself
Lu Xun

Born under an unlucky star,
What could I do?
Afraid to turn a somersault,
Still my head received a blow.
My face hidden under a torn hat,
I cross the busy market.
Carrying wine in a leaking boat,
I sail downstream.
Eyebrows raised, coldly confronting
Accusing fingers of a thousand bullies.
Yet with my head bowed,
I’ll be an ox for children.
Secluded in my small attic,
I’ll enjoy my solitary state.
Who cares if it’s winter or summer?
Who cares if it’s autumn or spring?

（中国文学出版社 编译）

Self-Mockery 
Lu Xun

There’s nothing you can do about a hostile fate:
You bump your head before you even turn.
When in the street I pull my old hat down;
My leaky wine-boat drifts along the torrent.
Coolly I face a thousand pointing fingers,
Then bow to be an infant’s wiling ox.
Hiding in our little house, sufficient to ourselves,
I care not what the season is outside.

（W. F. Jenner 译）

In Mockery of Myself
October 12, 1932

What can I ask for since I have a spell of bad-luck?
I’ve had my head knocked before I dare to turn over!
With a worn hat shading my face now I pass downtown,
And in midstream I sail with some wine in a leaky boat.
Fierce-browed, I coolly defy a thousand pointing fingers,
Head-bowed, like a willing ox I serve the youngsters.
Well, hiding myself in this world of my small attic,
Why should I bother about the cycling of seasons!

（Huang Hsin-chyu 译）

Self-Mockery 
Lu Hsun

What can one ask once star-crossed under the Canopy’s spread?
Before venturing to turn over, I’ve already bumped my head.
A battered hat covering my face, I pass through the bustling town;
On board a weathered boat with wine, I drift in midstream rushing down.
Brows knit, I coolly defy a thousand pointing fingers of accusation;
Head bowed, I will serve the children like an ox with dedication.
I hide away in my own unified world in the small space upstairs;
Be it winter or summer, spring or autumn—who cares!

 

（David Y. Ch'en 译）

2014年8月10日 00:00

 

 

15、余光中：《如果远方有战争》
 

如果远方有战争，我应该掩耳

或是坐起来，惭愧地倾听？

应该掩鼻，或该深呼吸

难闻的焦味？我的耳朵应该

听你喘息的爱情或是榴弹

宣扬真理？格言，勳章，补给

能不能喂饱无餍的死亡？

如果有战争煎一个民族，在远方

有战车狠狠犁过春泥

有婴孩在号啕，向母亲的屍体

号啕一个盲哑的明天

如果一个尼姑在火葬自己

寡欲的脂肪炙响一个绝望

烧曲的四肢抱住涅盤

为了一种无效的手势。

如果我们在床上，他们在战场

在铁丝网上播种著和平

我应该惶恐，或是该庆幸

庆幸是做爱，不是肉搏

是你的裸体在臂中，不是敌人

如果远方有战争，而我们在远方

你是慈悲的天使，白羽无疵

你俯身在病床，看我在床上

缺手，缺脚，缺眼，缺乏性别

在一所血腥的战地医院

如果远方有战争啊这样的战争

情人，如果我们在远方

If a War is Raging Afar

Yu Guangzhong

If a war is raging afar, shall I stop my ears
Or shall I sit up and listen in shame?
Shall I stop my nose or breathe and breathe
The smothering smoke of troubled air? Shall I hear
You gasp lust and love or shall I hear the howitzers
Howl their sermons of truth? Mottos, medals, widows,
Can these glut the greedy palate of Death?
If far away a war is frying a nation
And fleets of tanks are ploughing plots in spring,
A child is crying by its mother’s corpse 
Of a dumb and blind and deaf tomorrow;
If a nun is squatting on her fiery bier
With famished flesh singeing a despair
And black limbs ecstatic round Nirvana
As a hopeless gesture of hope. If
We are in bed, and they’re in the field
Sowing peace in acres of barbed wire,
Shall I feel guilty or shall I feel glad,
Glad that I’m making not war but love,
And in my arms writhes your nakedness, not the foe’s?
If afar there rages a war, and there we are—
You a merciful angel, clad all in white
And bent over the bed, with me in bed—
Without hand or foot or eye or without sex
In a field hospital that smells of blood.
If a war O such a war is raging afar,
My love, if right there we are.

 

（余光中 译）

2014年8月24日 00:00

 

 

16、联合国秘书长潘基文在地球日的致辞
 

Secretary-General's Message on International Mother Earth Day

Each year, on Mother Earth Day, we reflect on our relationship with the planet that supports us. The air we breathe, the water we drink and the soil that grows our food are part of a delicateglobal ecosystem that is increasingly under pressure from human activities. From tropical deforestation to depleted ocean fisheries, from growing freshwater shortages to the rapid decline of biodiversity and increasingly polluted skies and seas in many parts of the world, we see the heavy hand of humankind.
在这一年一度的地球母亲日，我们对与地球的关系进行反省。我们呼吸的空气，饮用的水，生长食物的土壤，是全球脆弱生态系统的一部分，这一系统所承受的人类活动的压力日益加大。从热带雨林砍伐到海洋渔业枯竭，从淡水日益紧缺到生物多样性迅速退化，再到世界许多地区空气和海洋污染日趋严重，我们感到了人类双手的重量。

As our population grows we have to recognize that our consumption of the planet’s resources is unsustainable. We need a global transformation of attitude and practice. It is especially urgent to address how we generate the energy that drives our progress. Burning fossil fuels is the principal cause of climate change, which increasingly threatens prosperity and stability in all regions. That is why world leaders have pledged to reach a global legal climate agreement in 2015.
世界人口不断增长，我们必须认识到，我们对地球资源的消费是无法持续的。我们必须从根本上改变我们的态度和做法。当务之急是要解决如何生产推动我们社会进步的能源的问题。燃烧化石燃料是造成气候变化的主要原因，它日益威胁着世界各个地区的繁荣和稳定。正因为如此，世界各国领导人承诺在2015年就全球气候问题达成协议。

Action on climate change presents multiple opportunities to reset our relationship with Mother Earth and improve human well-being, especially for the poorest and most vulnerable. Sustainable energy for all can increase health, wealth and opportunity for billions of people, as can climate-smart agriculture, more efficient cities and better managed and protected forests.
采取行动应对气候变化，给我们带来了多种机会，使我们能够调整与地球母亲的关系，并改善人类，特别是最贫困最脆弱群体的福祉。农业实现气候智能化，城市提高效力，森立得到更好的管理和保护，将能增进数十亿人民的健康、财富和机会。为所有人提供可持续能源，同样能够实现这一目标。

To generate ambitious action on the ground and raise momentum for a new climate treaty in 2015, I am convening a Climate Summit in New York on 23 September this year. I am inviting Heads of State and Government along with private sector and civil society leaders to showcase initiatives and forge alliances that can help launch a sustainable future. But they need support and encouragement, for change is never easy. So today, on International Mother Earth Day, I appeal to all people everywhere to raise their voices. Speak out on behalf of this planet, our only home. Let us care for Mother Earth so she can continue to care for us as she has done for millennia.(ChinaDaily）
为促进大规模实际行动，为给2015年新的气候条约营造势头，我将于今年9月23日在纽约召开气候问题峰会。我将邀请各国元首和政府首脑以及私营部门和民间社会领导人建言献策并结成联盟，为实现可持续未来做出贡献。但是，变化总是困难的，我们必须给他们以支持和鼓励。因此，值此国际地球母亲日，我呼吁世界各国人民发出呼声——为地球，为我们唯一的家园发出呼声。几千年来，地球母亲一直照顾着我们，我们应该回报地球，使地球能够继续照顾我们。
 

2014年9月13日 00:00

 

 

17、Bacon ：Of Great Place
 

Francis Bacon

MEN in great place are thrice servants: servants of the sovereignor state; servants of fame; and servants of business. So as theyhave no freedom; neither in their persons, nor in their actions,nor in their times. It is a strange desire, to seek power and tolose liberty: or to seek power over others, and to lose power over a man's self. The rising untoplace is laborious; and by pains, men come to greater pains; and it is sometimes base; and byindignities, men come to dignities. The standing is slippery, and the regress is either a downfall, or atleast an eclipse, which is a melancholy thing. Cum non sis qui fueris, non esse cur velis vivere. Nay,retire men cannot when they would, neither will they, when it were reason; but are impatient ofprivateness, even in age and sickness, which require the shadow; like old townsmen, that will be stillsitting at their street door, though thereby they offer age to scom. Certainly great persons hadneed to borrow other men's opinions, to think themselves happy; for if they judge by their ownfeeling, they cannot find it; but if they think with themselves, what other men think of them, andthat other men would fain be, as they are, then they are happy, as it were, by report; whenperhaps they find the contrary within. For they are the first, that find their own griefs, though theybe the last, that find their own faults. Certainly men in great fortunes are strangers to themselves,and while they are in the puzzle of business, they have no time to tend their health, either of bodyor mind. Illi mors gravis incubat, qui notus nimis omnibus, ignotus moritur sibi. In place, there islicense to do good, and evil; whereof the latter is a curse: for in evil, the best condition is not towin; the second, not to can. But power to do good, is the true and lawful end of aspiring. For goodthoughts (though God accept them) yet, towards men, are little better than good dreams, exceptthey be put in act; and that cannot be, without power and place, as the vantage, andcommanding ground. Merit and good works, is the end of man's motion; and conscience of thesame is the accomplishment of man's rest. For if a man can be partaker of God's theatre, he shalllikewise be partaker of God's rest. Et conversus Deus, ut aspiceret opera quae fecerunt manussuae, vidit quod omnia essent bona nimis; and then the sabbath. In the discharge of thy place, setbefore thee the best examples; for imitation is a globe of precepts. And after a time, set beforethee thine own example; and examine thyself strictly, whether thou didst not best at first. Neglectnot also the examples, of those that have carried themselves ill, in the same place; not to set offthyself, by taxing their memory, but to direct thyself, what to avoid. Reform therefore, withoutbravery, or scandal of former times and persons; but yet set it down to thyself, as well to creategood precedents, as to follow them. Reduce things to the first institution, and observe wherein,and how, they have degenerate; but yet ask counsel of both times; of the ancient time, what isbest; and of the latter time, what is fittest. Seek to make thy course regular, that men may knowbeforehand, what they may expect; but be not too positive and peremptory; and express thyselfwell, when thou digressest from thy rule. Preserve the right of thy place; but stir not questions ofjurisdiction; and rather assume thy right, in silence and de facto, than voice it with claims, andchallenges. Preserve likewise the rights of inferior places; and think it more honor, to direct in chief,than to be busy in all. Embrace and invite helps, and advices, touching the execution of thy place;and do not drive away such, as bring thee information, as meddlers; but accept of them in goodpart. The vices of authority are chiefly four: delays, corruption, roughness, and facility. For delays:give easy access; keep times appointed; go through with that which is in hand, and interlace notbusiness, but of necessity. For corruption: do not only bind thine own hands, or thy servants'hands, from taking, but bind the hands of suitors also, from offering. For integrity used doth theone; but integrity professed, and with a manifest detestation of bribery, doth the other. And avoidnot only the fault, but the suspicion. Whosoever is found variable, and changeth manifestlywithout manifest cause, giveth suspicion of corruption. Therefore always, when thou changestthine opinion or course, profess it plainly, and declare it, together with the reasons that move theeto change; and do not think to steal it. A servant or a favorite, if he be inward, and no otherapparent cause of esteem, is commonly thought, but a by-way to close corruption. Forroughness: it is a needless cause of discontent: severity breedeth fear, but roughness breedethhate. Even reproofs from authority, ought to be grave, and not taunting. As for facility: it is worsethan bribery. For bribes come but now and then; but if importunity, or idle respects, lead a man,he shall never be without. As Solomon saith, To respect persons is not good; for such a man willtransgress for a piece of bread. It is most true, that was anciently spoken, A place showeth theman. And it showeth some to the better, and some to the worse. Omnium consensu capax imperii,nisi imperasset, saith Tacitus of Galba; but of Vespasian he saith, Solus imperantium, Vespasianusmutatus in melius; though the one was meant of sufficiency, the other of manners, and affection.It is an assured sign of a worthy and generous spirit, whom honor amends. For honor is, or shouldbe, the place of virtue; and as in nature, things move violently to their place, and calmly in theirplace, so virtue in ambition is violent, in authority settled and calm. All rising to great place is by awinding star; and if there be factions, it is good to side a man's self, whilst he is in the rising, and tobalance himself when he is placed. Use the memory of thy predecessor, fairly and tenderly; for ifthou dost not, it is a debt will sure be paid when thou art gone. If thou have colleagues, respectthem, and rather call them, when they look not for it, than exclude them, when they have reasonto look to be called. Be not too sensible, or too remembering, of thy place in conversation, andprivate answers to suitors; but let it rather be said, When he sits in place, he is another man.

谈高位

弗朗西斯·培根

居高位者乃三重之仆役：帝王或国家之臣，荣名之奴，事业之婢也。因此不论其人身、行动、时间，皆无自由可言。追逐权力，而失自由，有治人之权，而无律己之力，此种欲望诚可怪也。历尽艰难始登高位，含辛茹苦，唯得更大辛苦，有时事且卑劣，因此须做尽不光荣之事，方能达光荣之位。既登高位，立足难稳，稍一倾侧，即有倒地之虞，至少亦晦暗无光，言之可悲。古人云：“既已非当年之盛，又何必贪生？”殊不知人居高位，欲退不能，能退之际亦不愿退，甚至年老多病，理应隐居，亦不甘寂寞，犹如老迈商人仍长倚店门独坐，徒令人笑其老不死而已。显达之士率需借助他人观感，方信自己幸福，而无切身之感，从人之所见，世之所羡，乃人云亦云，认为幸福，其实心中往往不以为然；盖权贵虽最不勇于认过，却最多愁善感也。凡人一经显贵，待己亦成陌路，因事务纠缠，对本人身心健康，亦无暇顾及矣，诚如古人所言： “悲哉斯人之死也，举世皆知其为人，而独无自知之明！”

居高位，可以行善，亦便于作恶。作恶可咒，救之之道首在去作恶之心，次在除作恶之力；而行善之权，则为求高位者所应得，盖仅有善心，虽为上帝嘉许，而凡人视之，不过一场好梦耳，唯见之于行始有助于世，而行则非有权力高位不可，犹如作战必据险要也。

行动之目的在建功立业，休息之慰藉在自知功业有成。盖人既分享上帝所造之胜景，自亦应分享上帝所订之休息。《圣经》不云乎：“上帝回顾其手创万物，无不美好；”于是而有安息日。

执行职权之初，宜将最好先例置诸座右，有无数箴言，可资借镜。稍后应以己为例，严加审查，是否已不如初。前任失败之例，亦不可忽，非为揭人之短，显已之能，以其可作前车之鉴也。因此凡有兴革，不宜大事夸耀，亦不可耻笑古人，但须反求诸己，不独循陈规，而且创先例也。凡事须追本溯源，以见由盛及衰之道。然施政定策，则古今皆须征询：古者何事最好，今者何事最宜。

施政须力求正规，俾众知所遵循，然不可过严过死；本人如有越轨，必须善为解释。本位之职权不可让，管辖之界限则不必问，应在不动声色中操实权，忌在大庭广众间争名分。下级之权，亦应维护，与其事事干预，不如遥控总领，更见尊荣。凡有就分内之事进言献策者，应予欢迎，并加鼓励；报告实况之人，不得视为好事，加以驱逐，而应善为接待。

掌权之弊有四，曰：拖，贪，暴，圆。

拖者拖延也，为免此弊，应开门纳客，接见及时，办案快速，非不得已不可数事混杂。

贪者贪污也，为除此弊，既要束住本人及仆从之手不接，亦须束住来客之手不送，为此不仅应廉洁自持，且须以廉洁示人，尤须明白弃绝贿行。罪行固须免，嫌疑更应防。性情不定之人有明显之改变，而无明显之原因，最易涉贪污之嫌。因此，意见与行动苟有更改，必须清楚说明，当众宣告，同时解释所以变化之理由，决不可暗中为之。如有仆从捻友为主人亲信，其受器重也别无正当理由，则世人往往疑为秘密贪污之捷径。

粗暴引起不满，其实完全可免。严厉仅产生畏惧，粗暴则造成仇恨。即使上官申斥，亦宜出之以严肃，而不应恶语伤人。

至于圆通，其害过于贿行，因贿行仅偶尔发生，如有求必应，看人行事，则积刁难返矣。所罗门曾云：“对权贵另眼看待实非善事，盖此等人能为一两米而作恶也。”

旨哉古人之言：“一登高位，面目毕露。”或更见有德，或更显无行。罗马史家戴西特斯论罗马大帝盖巴曰：“如未登基，则人皆以为明主也”；其论维斯帕西安则曰：“成王霸之业而更有德，皇帝中无第二人矣。”以上一则指治国之才，一则指道德情操。尊荣而不易其操，反增其德，斯为忠诚仁厚之确征。夫尊荣者，道德之高位也：自然界中，万物不得其所，皆狂奔突撞，既达其位，则沉静自安；道德亦然，有志未酬则狂，当权问政则静。一切腾达，无不须循小梯盘旋而上。如朝有朋党，则在上升之际，不妨与一派结交；既登之后，则须稳立其中，不偏不倚。对于前任政绩，宜持论平允，多加体谅，否则，本人卸职后亦须情还欠债，无所逃也。如有同僚，应恭敬相处，宁可移樽就教，出人意外，不可人有所待，反而拒之。与人闲谈，或有客私访，不可过于矜持，或时刻不忘尊贵，宁可听人如是说：“当其坐堂议政时，判若两人矣。”

（王佐良 译）

论高位

居高位的人是三重的仆役：君主或国家底仆役；名声底仆役；事业底仆役。所以他们是没有自由的，既没有个人底自由，也没有行动底自由，也没有时间底自由。要寻求权力而去掉自由，或寻求凌驾他人的权力而失却统治自己的权力，这一种欲望是一种可异的欲望。要升到高位上，其经过是很艰难的，但是人们却要吃许多苦以取得更大的痛苦；要升到高位上，其经过有时是卑污的；然而人们却借着卑污的手段达到尊严的地位。在高位上居留是很不稳的，其退步或是复亡，或者至少是声名暗晦，——那是一件很可悲的事。“当你到了今日之我非复昔日之我的时候，就没有再要活下去的理由了”。真的，人们在愿意退休的时候是不能退的，并且在应该退休的时候是不肯退的。反之，人们都不耐退休底生活，甚至于在老病之中，需要隐居的时候亦复如此；就好象有些城里的老头儿一样，总要坐在街门口，虽然这种办法使人家看不起老年。无疑地，居高位的人们得要借他人底意见才能以为自己是幸福的；因为若是他们依着自己底所感来判断，则他们不会发现自己是幸福的。但是假如他们自己想一想别人对他们作何感想，并且想到别的人如何愿意作他们；那末他们就好象是由外面的谈论而快乐了，同时在内心中也许正是相反。因为这些人是首先发现他们自己底忧患的人，虽然他们是最后才看出自己底过失的人。无疑地，居高位的人们对自我是陌生人，并且在事务匆忙之中，他们是没有时间来照管自己底身体或精神上的健康的。“如果一个人在死的时候，别人过于知道他，而自己不知道自己，那么死亡之降临可真是一桩大祸了”。在高位之中有为善与为恶的自由；而后者乃是一种可诅咒的自由：因为谈到作恶最好是不愿意，其次就是不能够。但是能有做好事的权力那才是真正的而且合法的希望之所系。因为好意，虽然上帝接受，然而对于世人，要是不实行出来，则不过如好梦一般而已；而要行好事就非有权有位，有一种居高临下之势不可。功与德乃人类行动之目的，而感觉到自己已经有了这两样才是令人自足的成就。因为，如果一个人能够参预上帝底剧场，那么他也可以参加上帝底安息了。“于是上帝转身看他手造的一切，看见它们都是很好的”，此后就是安息日了。在执行你底职务的时候，在你面前要有最好的模范；因为模仿就等于是一套箴言。以后，过了些时候，可把你自己底模范放在面前，并且严格地自检，是否你从前做得好而现在是退步了。也不要忽视从前那些在同样的位置而不称其职的人底例子；这并非是要用诋毁前人底名声的方法来显出你自己底好处，而是要指导你自己，当以何者为戒的意思。因此，你应当不带着欺凌毁污前代或前人的意味而改革以往的不善，而同时也要给自己立规矩，不但要仿效，并且还要创立好的先例。你须要把事物追究到最早的起源，并且考察它们因何并且如何变为退化的，但是仍要向古今两个时代都去求教；向古时要问何者是最良好的；向现时要问何者是最适当的。你须要努力把你底行事之道做得很有规律，前后一致，如此他人可以知道他们可以预期什么；但是也不要过于一定或确凿；并且在你违背那常规的时候要把自己所以如此的缘由解释得清清楚楚。保持你自己底地位应享的权利，但是不要引起法律上关于此点的争论：宁可静静地在事实上享这种权利，而不要用要索和强争的手段去公开吵闹。同样，保持下属底权利；并且以居首指挥为荣，而不要以参预一切为荣。在执行职务上欢迎并邀请帮助和忠告，不要把带消息给你的人认为是好管闲事者而逐之使去；反之，要好好地接待他们。高位底过恶主要的有四种；迟延、贪污、粗暴与易欺。关于迟延，应使人易于得见，守约定之时间，当前之事应即作完，并勿以不必要之事搀杂其间。关于贪污，不仅要约束自己底手和仆役底手，毋使接纳贿赂，并当约束有所请求的人们底手，毋使呈献贿赂。因为一个人自己实行的节操是约束自己和仆役的，而宣扬出去的节操，再加上公开的对贿赂的厌恨，则是约束他人的。又应避者，不但是纳贿之事实，而且是纳贿之嫌疑。一个人要是被人认为反复无常，或者无明显的原故而公开地变更了，就要招致贪污之嫌疑的。因此，无论何时，当你变更你底主意或行事之道的时候，把这件事公开地承认了，并把这件事和使你变更的理由宣之于众，不要想偷偷摸摸地做了。一个仆人或宠幸，假如他仅仅是与你亲昵而没有显然的可称之处，就要被人认为是暗行贪污的一条门路的。至于粗暴，那是一种不必要的招怨之道。严厉生畏，但是粗暴生恨，即在公事上的谴责也应当庄重而不应当侮辱嘲弄。至于易欺，那是比受贿还坏的。因为贿赂不过是偶尔而来的，但是假如屡请和无理由的顾念可以打动一个人，那末这个人就永不会没有这种情面事了。如所罗门所言：“看情面是不好的；因为这样的人是会为了一块面包而枉法的”。古语说得极是：“地位显出为人”。地位显出有些人底长处，也显出有些人底短处。“假如他从来没有做过皇帝，公意也要说他是适于做皇帝的。”这是泰西塔斯说嘉尔巴的话。关于外斯帕显他却说：“外斯帕显是唯一因为有了权力而人格增进的皇帝”——虽然前一句话是关于统治底能力的，而后一句是关于仪容及感情的。一个人因有权位而人格增进，这是他底人格高尚而宽宏大量底确证。因为权位是，或者应当是，德能之所在；并且，如在自然界一样，事物向它们底位置动的时候，其动甚烈，而在它们底地位中动的时候其动甚和缓，所以德能在努力上达的时候是猛烈的，而在当权的时候是安稳平和的。一切上跻高位的行动都是象登一条迂曲的楼梯一样；若遇有派别的时候，一个人最好是在上升的时候加入某派而在已腾达之时保守中立。对待前人底遗名当公平而爱护，因为假如你不这样做，那么这就不啻是一种债务，将来你去位的时候人家一定要偿还你的。如果你有同僚的话，尊重他们，并且宁可在他们并不想望被召的时候召请他们，而不要在他们有理由希冀被召的时候拒见他们。在谈话和私下答复请求者的时候不要过于自觉或过于记得你底地位；反之，最好让人家说，“他在执行职务的时候是另一个人”。

 

（水天同 译）

2014年9月28日 00:00

 

 

 

18、斯威夫特：《Resolutions When I Come to Be Old》
 

Jonathan Swift

 

Not to marry a young Woman.
Not to keep young Company.
Not to be peevish, or morose, or suspicious.
Not to scorn present Ways, or Wits, or Fashions, or Men, or War, &c.
Not to be fond of Children.
Not to tell the same Story over and over to the same People.
Not to be covetous.
Not to neglect decency, or cleanliness, for fear of falling into Nastiness.
Not to be over severe with young People, but to give allowances for their youthful follies andweaknesses.
Not to be influenced by, or give ear to knavish tattling servants, or others.
Not to be too free of advice, not trouble any but those that desire it.
To desire some good Friends to inform me which of these Resolutions I break, or neglect, &wherein; and reform accordingly.
Not to talk much, nor of myself.
Not to boast of my former beauty, or strength, or favour with ladies, &c.
Not to hearken to Flatteries, nor conceive I can be beloved by a young woman, et eos quihoereditatem captant, odisse ac vitare.
Not to be positive or opiniative.
Not to set up for observing all these Rules, for fear that I should observe none.

预拟老年决心

斯威夫特

不娶年轻老婆。
不同年轻人作伴，除非人家真心要求。
不暴躁，发愣，或多疑。
不嘲笑当今的风气、俏皮话、时装、人物、战争等等。
不亲儿童，或让他们随便接近。
不对同样的人老说同样的故事。
不贪婪。
不可忽略体面、清洁，否则会脏得不堪。
不可对年轻人太严厉，而要谅解他们的蠢事、弱点。
不听不老实的仆人之流搬弄是非的话，更不受他们影响。
不轻易替人出主意，也不麻烦人，除非人家自己愿意。
要请几个好友告诉我这些决心有哪一条我没遵守或忽略了，在哪一点上，并且立即改正。
不可多言，不要老谈自己。
不夸自己以前如何英俊，如何强壮，如何得到小姐太太们的青睐，种种。
不听谄言，不幻想还会有年轻女人爱自已。要憎恨那些伸手来抓遗产的人。
不可武断，或固执己见。
不可摆起一定会遵守所有这些条条的架子，很可能一条也遵守不了。

 

（王佐良 译）

2014年10月19日 00:00

 

 

19、Byron：Song for the Luddites

 

Song for the Luddites

George Gordon Byron

1

As the liberty lads o’er the sea 
Bought their freedom, and cheaply, with blood, 
So we, boys, we 
Will die fighting, or live free, 
And down with all kings but King Ludd!

2

When the web that we weave is complete, 
And the shuttle exchanged for the sword, 
We will fling the winding sheet 
O’er the despot at our feet, 
And dye it deep in the gore he has poured.

3

Though black as his heart its hue, 
Since his veins are corrupted to mud, 
Yet this is the dew 
Which the tree shall renew 
Of Liberty, planted by Ludd!

卢德派之歌

海外那些自由的儿郎 
付出了鲜血，买到了自由； 
不自由毋宁死亡！ 
我们要把一切国王消灭光！ 
当然，除了我们的卢德王。

我们要赶快织出布匹， 
把梭子换成利剑刀枪， 
将这包裹死人的尸布， 
掷向脚下的暴君国王， 
用他的腥血为丧衣上浆。

那颜色黑如他的心， 
他的血管早已烂如污物， 
把暴君的血水当朝露， 
浇灌卢德所栽培的 
自由的常青树！

 

（查良铮 译）

2014年11月1日 00:00

 

 

20、徐志摩：《渺小》等诗译4首
 

我仰望群山的苍老，
他们不话一句话。
阳光描出我的渺小，
小草在我的脚下。

我一人停在路隅，
倾听空谷的松籁；
青天里有白云盘踞——
转眼间忽又不在。

Mountains

Hsu Chih-Mo

I look up at the old grey mountains;
They have no words.
Sunshine projects my littleness,
Slender grasses are under my feet.

Alone I pause by the wood,
Quietly I listen to the murmuring pines;
White clouds drift over the sky
And vanish at a glance.

（陈世骧、Harold Acton 译）

落叶小唱

徐志摩

一阵声响转上了阶沿
（我正挨近著梦乡边；）
这回准是她的脚步了，我想——
在这深夜！

一声剥啄在我的窗上
（我正靠紧著睡乡旁；）
这准是她来闹著玩——你看，
我偏不张惶！

－个声息贴近我的床，
我说（一半是睡梦，一半是迷惘：）——
“你总不能明白我，你又何苦
多叫我心伤！”

一声喟息落在我的枕边
（我已在梦乡里留恋；）
“我负了你”你说——你的热泪
烫著我的脸！

这声响恼著我的梦魂
（落叶在庭前舞，一阵，又一阵；）
梦完了，呵，回复清醒；恼人的——
却只是秋声！

A Song of Dead Leaves

Hsü Chih-mo

A rustling against the balustrade
(As I drift ever nearer the realm of dreams)
I tell myself, these are her footsteps at last—
In this still night.

The sound of tapping here at my window—
(I press ever closer the frontier of sleep)
She must be here to plague me again—and see,
I remain calm!

The sound of breathing draws near my bed
And (half-dreaming, half in a daze) I cry,
“You will never understand me—what good then
To hurt me more!”

The sound of a sign falls by my pillow
(I cling now to the dream I am dreaming)
“I wronged you” you say—now your hot tears
Scalding me cheek!

These noises trouble me dream-locked spirit
(In the garden the dead leaves dance, flurries before the breeze)
My dream ends, sleep clears, I find my tormentor 
Is only the voice of autumn!

（Cyril Birch 译）

半夜深巷琵琶

徐志摩

又被它从睡梦中惊醒，深夜里的琵琶！  
是谁的悲思，  
是谁的手指，  
像一阵凄风，像一阵惨雨，像一阵落花，  
在这夜深深时，  
在这睡昏昏时，  
挑动着紧促的弦索，乱弹着宫商角只，  
和着这深夜，荒街，  
柳梢头有残月挂，  
啊，半轮的残月，象是破碎的希望他，他  
头戴一顶开花帽，  
身上带着铁链条，  
在光阴的道上疯了似的跳，疯了似的笑，  
完了，他说，吹糊你的灯，  
她在坟墓的那一边等，  
等你去亲吻，等你去亲吻，等你去亲吻！ 

P’i-pa in Midnight Alley

Hsü Chih-mo

Startled again from dreams by this p’i-pa in depth of night!
Whose is the sorrowing
Whose the fingers
That like a chill breeze, a dismal rain, an eddy of falling petals
Through the stillness of night
Through the shades of slumber
Quiver the taut strings, plucking at random note after note
To blend into still night, empty street,
Willow hung with waning moon
—Ah, dying moon’s half-circle, image of fading hope—while he
Of the cap bursting its seams
Of the body iron-chained
Leaps and laughs like a maniac along the path of time.
“It’s over,” he says, “blow out your lamp.”
She waits beyond the grave
Waits for your kiss, waits for your kiss, waits for your kiss.

（Cyril Birch 译）

海韵

徐志摩

一

“女郎，单身的女郎，
你为什么留恋
这黄昏的海边？——
女郎，回家吧，女郎！”
“啊不；回家我不回，
我爱这晚风吹：”——
在沙滩上，在暮霭里，
有一个散发的女郎——
徘徊，徘徊。

Sea Rhyme
Hsü Chih-mo

I

“Maiden, solitary maiden:
Why do you linger here
On the dusk-darkened shore?
Maiden, maiden, turn back!”
“Ah no, I do not please,
For love of the evening breeze.”—
On the sand of the shore, against sunset clouds
A girl with wind-tossed hair
Wanders at ease.

二

“女郎，散发的女郎，
你为什么彷徨
在这冷清的海上？
女郎，回家吧，女郎！”
“啊不；你听我唱歌，
大海，我唱，你来和：”——
在星光下，在凉风里，
轻荡着少女的清音——
高吟，低哦。

II

“Maiden with streaming hair:
Why do you roam at will 
Here by the ocean chill?
Maiden, maiden, turn back!”
“Ah no, first hear me sing,
Sea wave accompanying.”—
In the light of the stars, the cool wind carries
The high clear voice of a girl
Rising, falling.

三

“女郎，胆大的女郎！
那天边扯起了黑幕，
这顷刻间有恶风波——
女郎，回家吧，女郎！”
“啊不；你看我凌空舞，
学一个海鸥没海波：”——
在夜色里，在沙滩上，
急旋着一个苗条的身影——
婆娑，婆娑。

III

“Maiden, maiden so daring:
A black curtain rips at edge of sky,
Storm tides threaten, rearing high—
Maiden, maiden, turn back!
“Ah no, see me dance free as air,
As gulls in the spray disappear.”—
In the fall of night, on sand of shore
Tenuously a shadow whirls
Forsaken there.

四

“听呀，那大海的震怒，
女郎回家吧，女郎！
看呀，那猛兽似的海波，
女郎，回家吧，女郎！”
“啊不；海波他不来吞我，
我爱这大海的颠簸！”
在潮声里，在波光里，
啊，一个慌张的少女在海沫里，
蹉跎，蹉跎。

IV

“Hear now the raging ocean’s roar,
Maiden, maiden, turn back!
See the waves spring like beasts at the shore,
Maiden, maiden, turn back!”
“Ah no, the waves turn not for me,
I love the haul and plunge of the sea!”
In chant of the tide, in glow of wave
Through spume and spray in panic she turns
Stumblingly.

五

“女郎，在哪里，女郎？
在哪里，你嘹亮的歌声？
在哪里，你窈窕的身影？
在哪里，啊，勇敢的女郎？”
黑夜吞没了星辉，
这海边再没有光芒；
海潮吞没了沙滩，
沙滩上再不见女郎，——
再不见女郎！

V

“Maiden, where are you, maiden?
Where now your song’s pellucid trace,
Your dancing limbs of slender grace,
Where are you, maiden so daring?”
Black night swallows the starglow,
At sea’s edge all light is hidden
Tides abolish shore,
On shore, no sign of maiden—
No sign of maiden.

 

（Cyril Birch 译）

2014年12月20日 00:00

 

 

21、圣雄甘地改变世界的十句名言
 

Are you inspired by Mahatma Gandhi? Gandhi quotes inspired millions of Indians to act in non-violent protest against British oppression. His own wisdom and philosophy can always inspire us. Here are the Gandhi’s Top 10 inspirational quotes that give you power to change the world。
你是否曾受到过圣雄甘地的启发？甘地激励了上百万印度人民以非暴力抵抗运动反对英国的殖民统治。一直以来，甘地都在以他的智慧和哲学理念影响着我们。以下是甘地所说过的最鼓舞人心的10句名言，希望这些句子能带给你改变世界的力量。

 

1.First they ignore you. Then they laugh at you. Then they fight you. Then you win.
他们先是无视你，再来是嘲笑你，接着他们与你战斗，最后你赢了。

 

2.The weak can never forgive. Forgiveness is the attribute of the strong.
软弱的人不懂得原谅。原谅是强大的表现。

 

3.Happiness is when what you think, what you say, and what you do are in harmony.
幸福就是你的所想、所说和所做的和谐统一。

 

4.A 'No' uttered from the deepest conviction is better than a 'Yes' merely uttered to please, or worse, to avoid trouble.
从内心深处发出的一声“不”，要好过于为了取悦甚至是为了避免麻烦而说出的一声“是”。

 

5.A coward is incapable of exhibiting love; it is the prerogative of the brave.
懦夫没有能力去表现爱；爱是勇者的特权。

 

6.A man is but the product of his thoughts what he thinks, he becomes.
人是思想的产物。心里想的是什么，就会变成什么样的人。

 

7.A nation's culture resides in the hearts and in the soul of its people.
国家的文化蕴藏在其人民的内心和灵魂之中。

 

8.Always aim at complete harmony of thought and word and deed. Always aim at purifying your thoughts and everything will be well.
时刻致力于思想、语言和行为的完全和谐。时刻致力于净化你的思想，这样一切就都会好起来的。

 

9.An error does not become truth by reason of multiplied propagation, nor does truth become error because nobody sees it.
谬误不会因为千百遍地传播就变成真理；同样，真理也不会因为无人所知就变成谬误。

 

10.An ounce of practice is worth more than tons of preaching.
再微小的实践也远胜于再繁多的说教。

2014年2月9日 00:00

 

 

22、Byron ：My Soul is Dark等诗三首

My Soul is Dark

George Gordon Byron

1

My soul is dark – Oh! quickly string
The harp I yet can brook to hear; 
And let thy gentle fingers fling 
Its melting murmurs o’er mine ear. 
If in this heart a hope be dear, 
That sound shall charm it forth again: 
If in these eyes there lurk a tear, 
‘Twill flow, and cease to burn my brain.

2

But bid the strain be wild and deep, 
Nor let thy notes of joy be first: 
I tell thee, minstrel, I must weep, 
Or else this heavy heart will burst; 
For it hath been by sorrow nursed, 
And ached in sleepless silence long; 
And now ’tis doomed to know the worst, 
And break at once – or yield to song.

我的心灵是阴沉的

一

我的心灵是阴沉的——噢，快一点
弹起那我还能忍着听的竖琴，
那缠绵的声音撩人心弦，
让你温柔的指头弹给我听。
假如这颗心还把希望藏住，
这乐音会使它痴迷得诉出衷情：
假如这眼睛里还隐蓄着泪珠，
它会流出来，不再把我的头灼痛。

二

但求你的乐声粗犷而真挚，
也不要先弹出你欢乐的音阶，
告诉你，歌手呵，我必须哭泣，
不然，这沉重的心就要爆裂；
因为它曾经为忧伤所哺育，
 又在失眠的静寂里痛得久长；
如今它就要受到最痛的一击，
使它立刻碎裂——或者皈依歌唱。

（查良铮 译）

Euthanasia

George Gordon Byron

When Time, or soon or late, shall bring
The dreamless sleep that lulls the dead
Oblivion! may thy languid wing
Wave gentle o’er my dying bed!

No band of friends or heirs be there,
To weep, or wish, the coming blow:
No maiden, wish dishevelled hair,
To feel, or feign, decorous woe.

But silent let me sink to Earth,
With no officious mourners near
I would not mar one hour of mirth,
No startle Friendship with a fear.

Yet Love, if Love in such an hour
Could nobly check its useless sighs,
Might then exert its latest power
In her who lives, and him who dies.

’Twere sweet, my Psyche! to the last
Thy features still serene to see:
Forgetful of its struggles past,
 E’en Pain itself should smile on thee.

But vain the wish — for beauty still
Will shrink, as shrinks the ebbing breath;
And woman’s tears, produced at will,
Deceive in life, unman in death.

Then lonely be my latest hour, 
Without regret, without a groan;
For thousands Death hath ceased to lower,
And pain been transient or unknown.

“Aye, but to die, and go,” alas!
Where all have gone, and all must go!
To be the nothing that I was
Ere born to life and living woe!

Count o’er the joys thine hours have seen
 Count o’er thy days from anguish free
And know, whatever thou hast been,
’Tis something better not to be.

 

无痛而终

或迟或早，当时间给我带来，
使死者镇静的无梦睡眠，
呵，寂灭，但愿你倦怠的翅膀，
在我垂危的床前轻轻的扇！

不要一帮亲友或继承人，
或哀哭，或愿望我的死亡，
不要让披头散发的少女，
感到或装作适当的悲伤。

我只要回到土里，静静的，
别让多事的吊丧人挨近我，
我不愿意妨碍人一刻欢颜，
友谊原不曾料到泪儿飘落。

然而爱情，在临终那一刻，
如果能豁然停止无益的叹息
对于活着的她和逝去的他，
或许能发挥最后的魅力。

我的普赛克①！但愿到最后，
还能看到你保持恬静的容貌，
即使“痛苦”也将会忘记，
它过去的挣扎，对你微笑。

但这心愿终于枉然——因为美，
会凋谢，一如那垂死的呼吸，
而女人的易于流洒的眼泪，
生时欺骗你，死时却让你悲凄。

那么就让我孤独的死吧，
无所悔恨，没有一丝哀号，
许多人都没有被死神贬低，
痛苦很短暂，甚至没有感觉到。

“呵，但是死了，去了。”噫！
到大家都必然要去的地方，
复归于我出生以前的虚无，
再没有生命和生的哀伤！

想想你不曾痛苦的日子，
算一算你有几小时的欢笑，
你就知道了，无论你曾经怎样，
化作虚无会比活着更好。

1812年

①普赛克是希腊神话中被爱神丘比特所爱的少女。此处指所恋的少女。

（查良铮 译）

And Thou Art Dead, As Young and Fair

George Gordon Byron

“Heu, quanto minus est un reliquis versari quanm tuimeminisse!”

And thou art dead, as young and fair  
As aught of mortal birth;  
And form so soft and charms so rare  
Too soon returned to Earth!  
Though Earth received them in her bed,  
And o’er the spot the crowd may tread  
In carelessness or mirth,  
There is an eye which could not brook  
A moment on that grave to look. 

I will not ask where thou liest low,  
Nor gaze upon the spot;  
There flowers or weeds at will may grow,  
So I behold them not:  
It is enough for me to prove  
That what I loved and long must love  
Like common earth can rot;  
To me there needs no stone to tell  
’Tis Nothing that I loved so well. 

Yet did I love thee to the last,  
As fervently as thou,  
Who didst not change through all the past  
And canst not alter now.  
The love where Death has set his seal  
Nor age can chill, nor rival steal,  
Nor falsehood disavow:  
And, what were worse, thou canst not see  
Or wrong, or change, or fault in me. 

The better days of life were ours;  
The worst can be but mine:  
The sun that cheers, the storm that lowers,  
Shall never more be thine.  
The silence of that dreamless sleep  
I envy now too much to weep;  
Nor need I to repine,  
That all those charms have passed away  
I might have watched through long decay. 

The flower in ripened bloom unmatched  
Must fall the earliest prey;  
Though by no hand untimely snatched,  
The leaves must drop away:  
And yet it were a greater grief  
To watch it withering, leaf by leaf,  
Than see it plucked to-day;  
Since earthly eye but ill can bear  
To trace the change to foul from fair. 

I know not if I could have borne  
To see thy beauties fade;  
The night that followed such a morn  
Had worn a deeper shade:  
Thy day without a cloud hath past,  
And thou wert lovely to the last,  
Extinguished, not decayed;  
As stars that shoot along the sky  
Shine brightest as they fall from high.

As once I wept, if I could weep,  
My tears might well be shed,  
To think I was not near, to keep  
One vigil o’er thy bed:  
To gaze, how fondly! on thy face,  
To fold thee in a faint embrace,  
Uphold thy drooping head;  
And show that love, however vain,  
Nor thou nor I can feel again. 

Yet how much less it were to gain,  
Though thou hast left me free,  
The loveliest things that still remain  
Than thus remember thee!  
The all of thine that cannot die  
Through dark and dread Eternity  
Returns again to me,  
And more thy buried love endears  
Than aught, except its living years.

February 1812.

你死了

“呵，和别人一起怎及得对你的追忆！”

你死了，这么年轻、美丽， 
没有人比得上你；
你那种娇容，那种绝色，
这么快回到土里！
虽然泥土承受了它，
而人们也将不经意地
在那上面践踏，
却有一人绝不忍
对你的坟墓注视一瞬。

我不知道你在哪里
你静静的安眠，
让花草尽情地滋生吧，
我只不愿意看见：
够了，够了，只要我知道
我的所爱，我的心上人
竟和泥土一样烂掉；
又何必墓碑给我指出
我所爱的原来是虚无。

但是我却爱你直到最后，
一如你爱我那般；
你对我始终一心一意，
现在更不能改变。
死亡给爱情贴上了封条，
岁月，情敌再不会偷去，
负心又怎样抹掉；
伤心的是：你不能看见
我没有错过或改变。

生命的良辰是我们的，
苦时只有我承受；
欢愉的太阳，险恶的风暴，
再不会为你所有。
你那无梦之乡的静穆，
我已羡慕的不再哭泣；
我更无须乎怨诉
你的美色以毫无踪影，
我至少没见它长期凋零。

那开的最艳的花朵
必然是最先凋落，
而花瓣，虽然没有手攫取，
也会随时间萎缩；
然而，假如等花儿片片萎黄，
那比看它今日突然摘去，
岂不更令人悲伤；
因为人的眼睛怎堪忍受
一个美人儿由美变丑。

我不知道我是否能忍受，
看你的美逐渐凋残，
随着这般晨曦而来的夜
一定更觉得幽暗。
没有云翳的白日过去了，
直到临终你都那么鲜艳，
你熄灭了，而不是枯凋；
你仿佛天上掠过的星星，
在沉落的时候最为光明。

如果我能哭出来，像以前，
我应该好好哭一场，
因为在你临危的床边
我不曾有一次的探望；
我不曾怜爱的注视你的脸，
或者把你轻轻抱在怀里，
你的头靠着我永眠；
我该悲恸，无论爱情多空，
呵，你我已不乐于其中。

可是，从你残留的珍异，
尽管你都由我拾取，
那我也仍得不了许多，
还不如这样把记忆！
通过幽暗而可怕的永恒，
你那不会磨灭掉的一切
会重回到我心中；
但你埋葬的爱最使你可亲——
胜过一切，除了它活的时辰。

1812年2月

（查良铮 译）

2015年1月10日 00:00

 

 

23、北岛：《十年之间》等诗三首

十年之间

北岛

在被遗忘的土地上
岁月，和马轭上的铃铛纠缠
彻夜作响，路也在摇晃
重负下的喘息改编成歌曲
被人们到处传唱
女人的项链在咒语声中
应验似的升入空中
荧光表盘淫荡地随意敲响
时间诚实得像一道生铁栅栏
除了被枯枝修剪过的风
谁也不能穿越或来往
仅仅在书上开放过的花朵
永远被幽禁，成了真理的情妇
而昨天那盏被打碎了的灯
在盲人的心中却如此辉煌
在突然睁开的眼睛里
留下凶手最后的肖像

In a Decade

Bei Dao

On the forsaken land
Years, tangled with yoke bells,
Sounded all night through. Roads rocked,
Gasps, beneath burdens, set to music,
Were sung far and wide.
Amid curses a woman’s necklace
Rose prophetically into the night sky.
The luminous clockface struck random hours.
Honest time, like an iron railing,
Let no one pass 
But wind trimmed by dry twigs.
Flowers that had once bloomed only in books
Were immured forever, transformed into truth’s mistress.
The lamps shattered just the previous day
Dazzled blind men
Until the moment of execution,
When their eyes, suddenly opened,
Retained the murderers’ final image.

（庞秉钧、闵福德、高尔登 编译）

古寺

北岛

消失的钟声
结成蛛网，在裂缝的柱子里
扩散成一圈圈年轮
没有记忆，石头
空蒙的山谷里传播回声的
石头，没有记忆
当小路绕开这里的时候
龙和怪鸟也飞走了
从房檐上带走喑哑的铃铛
荒草一年一度
生长，那么漠然
不在乎它们屈从的主人
是僧侣的布鞋，还是风
石碑残缺，上面的文字已经磨损
仿佛只有在一场大火之中
才能辨认，也许
会随着一道生者的目光
乌龟在泥土中复活
驮着沉重的秘密，爬出门槛

Ancient Temple

Bei Dao

Faded chimes
Woven into cobwebs 
through the columns’ crevices,
Have proliferated into innumerable year-rings
Without memories, the stones
Transmit echoes in the valley;
The stones are without memories.
When the footpath wound away from here
The dragons and strange birds also flew,
Bearing the mute bells from the eaves
The weeds grow year by year,
Indifferent, careless whether they submit
To monks’ cloth shoes
Or the wind.
The broken steles and their worn legends
Are decipherable as if only in a consuming fire.
perhaps a glance from the living will bring
The turtles back to life
And, bearing their heavy load of secrets,
They will crawl out across the threshold.

Ancient Temple

Bei Dao

The dying sound of a bell 
Knits a spider web, spreading into annual ringing 
Circle after circle of crevices in the wood column
The stones have no memory 
Stones that once launched echoes in the hazy valley 
Have no memory 
When the path made a detour away from here 
Dragons and monstrous birds also flew away 
Lifting the hoarse bells right off the eaves 
Along with unrecorded legends
The inscriptions on the wall have become so weathered
That only in a huge conflagration 
Would they be made recognizable 
Wild grass grows there 
Once a year, so indifferent 
It doesn’t care whether the owners it submits to 
Are the cloth shoes of the monks 
Or just the wind 
Fragmentary tombstones support the sky 
Perhaps in response to a living person’s sight 
The tortoise might be resurrected
With a heavy secret on its back 
And creep across the threshold

（Fang Dai, Dennis Ding, and Edward Morin 译）

迷途

北岛

沿着鸽子的哨音 
我寻找着你 
高高的森林挡住了天空 
小路上 
一颗迷途的蒲公英 
把我引向蓝灰色的湖泊 
在微微摇晃的倒影中 
我找到了你 
那深不可测的眼睛

Lost 
Bei Dao

Tracing a pigeon’s cooing cries
I am looking for you
Towering forest that has veiled the sky
On the trail
A dandelion going astray 
Leads me to a lake in blue and grey
Through the wavering inverted image I
Have found you
And those unfathomable eyes

（唐正秋、Glen Philips 译）

2015年1月24日 00:00

 

 

24、Thomas Hardy ：I Look into My Glass诗二首
 

I Look into my glass,
And view my wasting skin,
And say, ‘Would God it came to pass
My heart had shrunk as thin!’

For then, I, undistrest
By hearts grown cold to me,
Could lonely wait my endless rest
With equanimity.

But Time, to make me grieve,
Past steals, lets past abide;
And shakes this fragile frame at eve 
With throbbings of noontide.

1898

对镜

托马斯•哈代

我对着我的明镜，
见自己形容憔悴，
但愿上苍听从我祈请，
让我的心也皱缩枯萎。

人们将对我日益冷淡，
到那时我也会不再介意，
我会平静而坦然，
等待着永恒安息。

可叹时间流去了一半，
却把另一半存起，
我这衰弱苍老的躯体内，
却是盛年的心在颤悸。

1898

（陈敬容 遗译）

对镜

当我照我的镜，
见我形容憔悴，
我说：“但愿上天让我的心
也象这般凋萎！”

那时，人心对我变冷，
我也不再忧戚，
我将能孤独而平静，
等待永久的安息。

可叹时间偷走了一半，
却让一半留存，
被黄昏摇撼的黄昏之躯中
搏动着正午的心。

1898

（飞白 译）

窥镜

哈代著

我向着镜里端详，思忖，
镜里反映出我消瘦的身影。
我说：“但愿仰上帝的慈恩，
使我的心，变成一般的瘦损！”

因为枯萎了的心，不再感受，
人们渐次疏淡我的寒冰，
我自此可以化石似的镇定，
孤独地，静待最后的安宁。

但不仁善的，磨难我的光阴，
消耗了我的身，却留着我的心：
鼓动着年潮般的脉搏与血运，
在昏夜里狂撼我消瘦了的身影。

（徐志摩 译）

Her Initials

Thomas Hardy

Upon a poet’s page I wrote  
Of old two letters of her name;  
Part seemed she of the effulgent thought  
Whence that high singer’s rapture came. 
—When now I turn the leaf the same    
Immortal light illumes the lay,  
But from the letters of her name  
The radiance has died away.

1869

她的名字

哈代著

在一本诗人的书叶上
我迎着她芳名的字形；
她象是光艳的思想的部分，
曾经灵感那歌吟者的欢欣。

如今我又翻着那张书叶，
诗歌里依旧闪耀着光彩，
但她的名字的鲜艳，
却已随着过去的时光消淡。

（徐志摩 译）

2015年2月14日 00:00

 

 

25、Byron ：And Thou Art Dead, As Young and Fair
 

“Heu, quanto minus est un reliquis versari quanm tuimeminisse!”

And thou art dead, as young and fair  
As aught of mortal birth;  
And form so soft and charms so rare  
Too soon returned to Earth!  
Though Earth received them in her bed,  
And o’er the spot the crowd may tread  
In carelessness or mirth,  
There is an eye which could not brook  
A moment on that grave to look. 

I will not ask where thou liest low,  
Nor gaze upon the spot;  
There flowers or weeds at will may grow,  
So I behold them not:  
It is enough for me to prove  
That what I loved and long must love  
Like common earth can rot;  
To me there needs no stone to tell  
’Tis Nothing that I loved so well. 

Yet did I love thee to the last,  
As fervently as thou,  
Who didst not change through all the past  
And canst not alter now.  
The love where Death has set his seal  
Nor age can chill, nor rival steal,  
Nor falsehood disavow:  
And, what were worse, thou canst not see  
Or wrong, or change, or fault in me. 

The better days of life were ours;  
The worst can be but mine:  
The sun that cheers, the storm that lowers,  
Shall never more be thine.  
The silence of that dreamless sleep  
I envy now too much to weep;  
Nor need I to repine,  
That all those charms have passed away  
I might have watched through long decay. 

The flower in ripened bloom unmatched  
Must fall the earliest prey;  
Though by no hand untimely snatched,  
The leaves must drop away:  
And yet it were a greater grief  
To watch it withering, leaf by leaf,  
Than see it plucked to-day;  
Since earthly eye but ill can bear  
To trace the change to foul from fair. 

I know not if I could have borne  
To see thy beauties fade;  
The night that followed such a morn  
Had worn a deeper shade:  
Thy day without a cloud hath past,  
And thou wert lovely to the last,  
Extinguished, not decayed;  
As stars that shoot along the sky  
Shine brightest as they fall from high.

As once I wept, if I could weep,  
My tears might well be shed,  
To think I was not near, to keep  
One vigil o’er thy bed:  
To gaze, how fondly! on thy face,  
To fold thee in a faint embrace,  
Uphold thy drooping head;  
And show that love, however vain,  
Nor thou nor I can feel again. 

Yet how much less it were to gain,  
Though thou hast left me free,  
The loveliest things that still remain  
Than thus remember thee!  
The all of thine that cannot die  
Through dark and dread Eternity  
Returns again to me,  
And more thy buried love endears  
Than aught, except its living years.

February 1812.

你死了

“呵，和别人一起怎及得对你的追忆！”

你死了，这么年轻、美丽， 
没有人比得上你；
你那种娇容，那种绝色，
这么快回到土里！
虽然泥土承受了它，
而人们也将不经意地
在那上面践踏，
却有一人绝不忍
对你的坟墓注视一瞬。

我不知道你在哪里
你静静的安眠，
让花草尽情地滋生吧，
我只不愿意看见：
够了，够了，只要我知道
我的所爱，我的心上人
竟和泥土一样烂掉；
又何必墓碑给我指出
我所爱的原来是虚无。

但是我却爱你直到最后，
一如你爱我那般；
你对我始终一心一意，
现在更不能改变。
死亡给爱情贴上了封条，
岁月，情敌再不会偷去，
负心又怎样抹掉；
伤心的是：你不能看见
我没有错过或改变。

生命的良辰是我们的，
苦时只有我承受；
欢愉的太阳，险恶的风暴，
再不会为你所有。
你那无梦之乡的静穆，
我已羡慕的不再哭泣；
我更无须乎怨诉
你的美色以毫无踪影，
我至少没见它长期凋零。

那开的最艳的花朵
必然是最先凋落，
而花瓣，虽然没有手攫取，
也会随时间萎缩；
然而，假如等花儿片片萎黄，
那比看它今日突然摘去，
岂不更令人悲伤；
因为人的眼睛怎堪忍受
一个美人儿由美变丑。

我不知道我是否能忍受，
看你的美逐渐凋残，
随着这般晨曦而来的夜
一定更觉得幽暗。
没有云翳的白日过去了，
直到临终你都那么鲜艳，
你熄灭了，而不是枯凋；
你仿佛天上掠过的星星，
在沉落的时候最为光明。

如果我能哭出来，像以前，
我应该好好哭一场，
因为在你临危的床边
我不曾有一次的探望；
我不曾怜爱的注视你的脸，
或者把你轻轻抱在怀里，
你的头靠着我永眠；
我该悲恸，无论爱情多空，
呵，你我已不乐于其中。

可是，从你残留的珍异，
尽管你都由我拾取，
那我也仍得不了许多，
还不如这样把记忆！
通过幽暗而可怕的永恒，
你那不会磨灭掉的一切
会重回到我心中；
但你埋葬的爱最使你可亲——
胜过一切，除了它活的时辰。

1812年2月

 

（查良铮 译）

2015年3月1日 00:00

 

 

26、联合国秘书长潘基文2015年世界水日致辞
Message on World Water Day
世界水日致辞
 
22 March 2015
2015年3月22日
 

This year, as the UN prepares to adopt a new post-2015sustainable development agenda in September, World WaterDay highlights the essential and interconnected role of water.We rely on water for public health and equitable progress, it is essential for food and energysecurity, and it underpins the functioning of industries.
今年，由于联合国将在9月通过一项新的2015年后可持续发展议程，世界水日便能突出表明水所发挥的重要和相互关联的作用。我们需要水来保障公共卫生和公平发展，水对于粮食和能源安全至关重要，而且水是各个行业运作的基础。
 
The onset of climate change, growing demand on finite water resources from agriculture, industryand cities, and increasing pollution in many areas are hastening a water crisis that can only beaddressed by cross-sectoral, holistic planning and policies – internationally, regionally and globally.
气候变化的出现，农业、工业和城市对有限的水资源日益增长的需求，以及许多领域污染的扩大，均加速了水危机，这种危机只能通过国际、区域和全球跨部门的综合规划和政策才能解决。
 
Among the most urgent issues are access to safe drinking water and sanitation. Despite progressunder the Millennium Development Goals, adopted in 2000, some 750 million people – more thanone in ten of the world’s population – remain without access to an improved water supply. Womenand children, in particular, are affected by this lack, as not only is their health compromised, butconsiderable hours are wasted in the unproductive – and sometimes dangerous – business ofcollecting water.
获得安全饮用水和卫生设施是最需要解决的问题之一。尽管解决这方面问题在2000年通过的千年发展目标中已取得进展，约7.5亿人——换句话说，世界人口每10个人中有一个人以上——仍然无法获得经改善的水供应。妇女和儿童特别受到缺水的影响，她们不仅健康受到损害，而且取水这项非生产性、有时是危险的事情占去了她们相当多的时间。
 
The statistics on sanitation are even less encouraging. Some 2.5 billion people still live withoutimproved sanitation, and a billion people practice open defecation, making sanitation the leastsuccessful area of the MDGs. We cannot achieve a world of dignity, health and prosperity for alluntil we address this urgent need.
卫生方面的统计数据就更加令人沮丧。大约25亿人仍然得不到经改善的卫生设施，有10亿人露天排便，使卫生成为千年发展目标中最不成功的领域。除非解决这一迫切需要的问题，我们无法实现人人享有尊严、健康和繁荣的世界。
 
Our sustainable future is also jeopardized by climate change, which is why United Nations MemberStates are working hard towards a meaningful, universal climate agreement this December in Paris.Over the coming years, greenhouse gas emissions will have to significantly decline in order to avertthe worst impacts of climate change, which include changed weather patterns and the threat ofwater scarcity in large parts of the world.
我们的可持续未来也受到气候变化的影响，这便是联合国会员国正致力于今年12月在巴黎达成一项有意义和普遍的气候协议的原因。在今后几年里，温室气体排放必须大大减少，才能避免气候变化造成最严重的影响，这种影响包括世界许多地区的天气模式发生变化，以及水资源短缺造成的威胁。
 
To address the many challenges related to water, we must work in a spirit of urgent cooperation,open to new ideas and innovation, and prepared to share the solutions that we all need for asustainable future. If we do so, we can end poverty, promote global prosperity and well-being,protect the environment and withstand the threat of climate change.
为了应对与水有关的许多挑战，我们必须本着立即合作的精神，接受新的想法和创新，并愿意分享我们都需要的解决办法，以实现一个可持续的未来。只有这样，我们才能结束贫穷，促进全球繁荣和福祉，保护环境和抵御气候变化的威胁。

 

2015年4月4日 00:00

 

 

27、联合国秘书长潘基文在地球日的致辞
Secretary-General's Message on InternationalMother Earth Day

 

Each year, on Mother Earth Day, we reflect on our relationshipwith the planet that supports us. The air we breathe, the waterwe drink and the soil that grows our food are part of a delicateglobal ecosystem that is increasingly under pressure fromhuman activities. From tropical deforestation to depleted oceanfisheries, from growing freshwater shortages to the rapid declineof biodiversity and increasingly polluted skies and seas in manyparts of the world, we see the heavy hand of humankind.
在这一年一度的地球母亲日，我们对与地球的关系进行反省。我们呼吸的空气，饮用的水，生长食物的土壤，是全球脆弱生态系统的一部分，这一系统所承受的人类活动的压力日益加大。从热带雨林砍伐到海洋渔业枯竭，从淡水日益紧缺到生物多样性迅速退化，再到世界许多地区空气和海洋污染日趋严重，我们感到了人类双手的重量。

As our population grows we have to recognize that our consumption of the planet’s resources isunsustainable. We need a global transformation of attitude and practice. It is especially urgent toaddress how we generate the energy that drives our progress. Burning fossil fuels is the principalcause of climate change, which increasingly threatens prosperity and stability in all regions. That iswhy world leaders have pledged to reach a global legal climate agreement in 2015.
世界人口不断增长，我们必须认识到，我们对地球资源的消费是无法持续的。我们必须从根本上改变我们的态度和做法。当务之急是要解决如何生产推动我们社会进步的能源的问题。燃烧化石燃料是造成气候变化的主要原因，它日益威胁着世界各个地区的繁荣和稳定。正因为如此，世界各国领导人承诺在2015年就全球气候问题达成协议。

Action on climate change presents multiple opportunities to reset our relationship with MotherEarth and improve human well-being, especially for the poorest and most vulnerable. Sustainableenergy for all can increase health, wealth and opportunity for billions of people, as can climate-smart agriculture, more efficient cities and better managed and protected forests.
采取行动应对气候变化，给我们带来了多种机会，使我们能够调整与地球母亲的关系，并改善人类，特别是最贫困最脆弱群体的福祉。农业实现气候智能化，城市提高效力，森立得到更好的管理和保护，将能增进数十亿人民的健康、财富和机会。为所有人提供可持续能源，同样能够实现这一目标。

To generate ambitious action on the ground and raise momentum for a new climate treaty in2015, I am convening a Climate Summit in New York on 23 September this year. I am invitingHeads of State and Government along with private sector and civil society leaders to showcaseinitiatives and forge alliances that can help launch a sustainable future. But they need support andencouragement, for change is never easy. So today, on International Mother Earth Day, I appealto all people everywhere to raise their voices. Speak out on behalf of this planet, our only home.Let us care for Mother Earth so she can continue to care for us as she has done for millennia.(ChinaDaily）
为促进大规模实际行动，为给2015年新的气候条约营造势头，我将于今年9月23日在纽约召开气候问题峰会。我将邀请各国元首和政府首脑以及私营部门和民间社会领导人建言献策并结成联盟，为实现可持续未来做出贡献。但是，变化总是困难的，我们必须给他们以支持和鼓励。因此，值此国际地球母亲日，我呼吁世界各国人民发出呼声——为地球，为我们唯一的家园发出呼声。几千年来，地球母亲一直照顾着我们，我们应该回报地球，使地球能够继续照顾我们。
 

2015年4月18日 00:00
 

 

28、2015年新加坡总理新春贺词
Chinese New Year Message 2015
2015年新春献词
 
“Our Family”
“家”

Chinese New Year is a time to celebrate with our families. It is atime to reflect on the blessings of having a family – to thank ourelders for what they have done for us, to appreciate ourspouses, to shower love on our children.  It is a time to enjoythe simple goodness of family. 
农历新年是阖家共庆的佳节。在这喜庆节日，大家能深切体会到家的温馨。家中晚辈会向长辈拜年表达感激之意，并献上祝福，大人则会给晚辈发红包或压岁钱以示关爱，一家人开心庆团圆，沉浸在简单的幸福中。
 
So even if we may be busy, travelling or living in far flung lands, unable to come together physicallyfor the New Year reunion, let us make the effort to connect with one another.  On this mostimportant festival in the lunar calendar, let us pause and remind ourselves of what truly matters inlife, of what it means to belong to a family. 
正因为这个节日背后的深刻意义，即使我们工作忙碌、正在远行或是人在他乡，无法与家人一起吃团圆饭，我们也要尽力设法与家人保持联系。在这华人一年之中最重要的节日，我们不妨花点时间思考，生命中最重要，最珍贵的东西究竟是什么？家，对你而言又有着怎样的意义？
 
The Government is doing all it can to help people build strong families.  We are encouragingcouples to have more children. The Marriage and Parenthood Package will support them, as willmore affordable childcare and pre-schools.  This year, we look forward to celebrating the birth ofmany Jubilee babies.  We are encouraging three-generation families to stay close-knit, and makingit easier for young couples setting up home to live close to their parents, through targeted housinggrants.  The Pioneer Generation Package, Silver Support and MediShield Life will lighten the burdenon families taking care of elderly parents. 
政府正竭尽所能协助国人建立温馨和乐，同时凝聚力强的家庭。我们通过“结婚与生育配套”，鼓励已婚夫妇生儿育女，并为家长们提供可负担得起的托儿和学前教育服务。我们希望今年新加坡会迎来很多金禧宝宝！为了鼓励多代家庭同住一个屋檐下，在生活中互相扶持，我们推出了三代同堂家庭组屋单位。我们也通过具有针对性的住屋津贴，鼓励年轻夫妇住靠近父母。另外，我们也透过建国一代配套、乐龄补贴计划和终身健保计划，来协助需照顾年长父母的子女减轻负担。
 
Beyond our immediate family and relatives, we should also strengthen our larger national family.Singaporeans need to take care of one another, and especially of fellow citizens who are vulnerableor less fortunate.  We are strengthening our social safety nets. We have made it easier for low-income families to own their homes, introduced MediShield Life to give more protection againstlarge hospital bills, reviewed CPF Life to help families better prepare for retirement, and expandedWorkfare to support low-income workers and their families. The state and the community arebearing more risk on behalf of individuals, to give those who need help more peace of mind.  Weare all in this together.
除了我们的家人和亲属，我们也应该加强新加坡这个大家庭的凝聚力。国人应该互相照顾，并向社会上的不幸人士和弱势群体伸出援手。我们正努力加强社会安全网，这包括协助低收入家庭拥有自己的房子。另外，今年底终身健保计划推行后，国人在面对庞大医院帐单时将不必担心付不起医药费。政府也检讨了公积金终身入息计划，协助各个家庭更好地规划退休生活。我们也扩大了就业补助计划，为低收入工友和他们的家人提供更多的支持。政府和社会人士将为需要援助的国人承担更多风险，让这些人士能更安心生活。我们会齐心协力，确保这些人不被抛在后头。
 
We are doing all this to help our families stay together, not to supplant the role that families play. Our family ties must not weaken, unlike what we have seen in other societies where the state hastaken on more responsibility.  We must not let this happen in Singapore – either to our individualfamilies, or to our larger national family.
这些政策不是要取代家庭扮演的角色，而是为了协助维系家庭的向心力。我们不希望看到家庭关系变得薄弱；在其他一些社会，由于政府为家庭承担起更多责任，反而削弱了家庭关系。我们绝不能让这种情况发生在新加坡——不论是个别的小家庭乃至我们的新加坡大家庭。
 
Strong families are the bedrock of our society. Family members not only take care of each other. They laugh and cry together.  Every member is shaped by every other.  Our families inspire us tobe better, not just for ourselves but for each other.  Our families are always there for us, insickness and in health, for better or for worse. 
凝聚力强的家庭是我国社会的基石。家庭成员之间互相照顾、互相影响、同甘共苦。家，激励我们向上向善，为自己也为家人谋取幸福。不论我们健康或病弱，不论我们处在顺境或逆境，我们的家会一直守护着我们，关心着我们。
 
Generous social policies and grants by themselves do not grow strong or happy families.  A family isnot just about whom we are related to, but how we relate to each other. Therefore, let us makethe effort to build strong families – to spend time with each other, nurture our children, respectand care for our elderly parents, and through our deeds help those in greater need.
单凭慷慨的社会政策或津贴，并不能打造幸福美满的家庭。家，不仅仅是我们和亲人之间关系的代名词，它更深层的意义在于我们如何维系亲情。因此，让我们用心经营我们的家：多抽空陪伴家人、教育孩子、尊敬和照顾年长的父母，以及积极帮助身边的人。
 
If each of us plays our part, Singapore will continue to prosper and do well, not just economically,but as a harmonious and cohesive national family, diverse yet one.
只要我们各尽本分，新加坡必将继续昌盛繁荣，不仅是取得经济上的繁荣，也能在这个多元社会，共筑一个和乐融融，和谐温馨的大家庭。
 
Happy Chinese New Year!
最后，祝大家新年快乐！

2015年5月7日 00:00

 

 

29、Bryan Waller Procter：Life
 

Bryan Waller Procter

We are born; we laugh; we weep; 
We love; we droop; we die! 
Ah! wherefore do we laugh or weep? 
Why do we live, or die? 
Who knows that secret deep? 
Alas, not I!

Why doth the violet spring 
Unseen by human eye? 
Why do the radiant seasons bring 
Sweet thoughts that quickly fly?
Why do our fond hearts cling 
To things that die?

We toil,—through pain and wrong; 
We fight,—and fly; 
We love; we lose; and then, ere long,
Stone-dead we lie. 
O life! is all thy song

译文：

人生

布莱恩·沃勒·普罗克特

我们诞生；我们欢笑；我们流泪；
我们恋爱；我们沮丧；我们死亡！
啊！我们为什么欢笑或流泪？
我们为什么生活，或死亡?
那深奥的秘密谁领会？
哎呀，我也迷茫！

为什么紫罗兰发芽生长
不为人眼所见？
为什么灿烂的四季带来的
美妙思想迅速地飞远？
为什么我们痴迷的心灵
紧紧缠住那些消失的东西不放？

我们苦干，——经历痛苦与屈辱；
我们战斗——又飞翔；
我们恋爱；我们失败；然后不久，
我们倒下而死亡。
人生啊！难道你整个的歌就是
“忍受和——死亡？”

 

2015年5月30日 00:00

 

 

30、FIFA主席辞职演讲
 

"I have been reflecting deeply about my presidency and about the forty years in which my life has been inextricably bound to FIFA and the great sport of football. I cherish FIFA more than anything and I want to do only what is best for FIFA and for football. I felt compelled to stand for re-election, as I believed that this was the best thing for the organization. That election is over but FIFA's challenges are not. FIFA needs a profound overhaul.
“我一直在深刻回顾自己的主席生涯，以及我生命中和FIFA以及足球这项伟大运动相关的这40年。我珍惜FIFA胜过任何事物，我只想做对FIFA和足球最有利的事情。我之前感觉自己必须参加主席竞选，就像我认为这是对这一组织最有利的事情。现在这选举已经结束了，但FIFA的挑战并未结束，FIFA现在需要一次重大的彻查。”

"While I have a mandate from the membership of FIFA, I do not feel that I have a mandate from the entire world of football -- the fans, the players, the clubs, the people who live, breathe and love football as much as we all do at FIFA.
“我虽然赢得了FIFA的任期，但我感觉，自己并没有获得整个足球世界赋予的任期，球迷们、球员们、俱乐部、那些在生活中呼吸和热爱着足球的人们，他们就像我们在FIFA的人一样热爱足球。”

"Therefore, I have decided to lay down my mandate at an extraordinary elective Congress. I will continue to exercise my functions as FIFA President until that election.
“因此，我做出决定，卸去自己的任职，启动特殊选举程序。在这次重选之前，我将继续履行FIFA主席的职责。”

"The next ordinary FIFA Congress will take place on 13 May 2016 in Mexico City. This would create unnecessary delay and I will urge the Executive Committee to organize an Extraordinary Congress for the election of my successor at the earliest opportunity. This will need to be done in line with FIFA's statutes and we must allow enough time for the best candidates to present themselves and to campaign.
“下次FIFA的例行大会将于2016年5月13日在墨西哥城举行，这会造成不必要的拖延，我会要求执委会组织一次特殊选举程序，尽早选出我的继任者。这需要在FIFA的相关规定下完成，我们会给最佳候选人们留出足够的时间，来展示自己，来展开竞选活动。”

"Since I shall not be a candidate, and am therefore now free from the constraints that elections inevitably impose, I shall be able to focus on driving far-reaching, fundamental reforms that transcend our previous efforts. For years, we have worked hard to put in place administrative reforms, but it is plain to me that while these must continue, they are not enough.
“因为我将不再是候选人，自然也不会再受到因为选举而带来的一些不可避免的限制。我会专注于推动影响深远的重要改革工作，延续我们之前的努力。多年来，我们一直努力进行行政改革，但我很清楚，这些改革必须继续下去，目前做得还不够。”

"The Executive Committee includes representatives of confederations over whom we have no control, but for whose actions FIFA is held responsible. We need deep-rooted structural change. The size of the Executive Committee must be reduced and its members should be elected through the FIFA Congress. The integrity checks for all Executive Committee members must be organised centrally through FIFA and not through the confederations. We need term limits not only for the president but for all members of the Executive Committee.
“FIFA执委会包含各国足协的代表，对于他们，我们是无力控制的，但他们的行为，FIFA却要承担责任。我们需要进行根本上的结构性改变。执委会的规模必须被缩减，成员必须通过FIFA大会来进行选举。对于所有执委会成员的审查，必须由FIFA来进行组织，而不是由各国足协来完成，我们不仅需要FIFA主席有任期，执委会所有委员也必须有任期。”

"I have fought for these changes before and, as everyone knows, my efforts have been blocked.
“之前我为了这些改变曾战斗过，但如所有人所知，我的努力遇到了障碍。”

"This time, I will succeed.
“这一次，我会取得成功。”

"I cannot do this alone. I have asked Domenico Scala to oversee the introduction and implementation of these and other measures. Mr. Scala is the Independent Chairman of our Audit and Compliance Committee elected by the FIFA Congress. He is also the Chairman of the ad hoc Electoral Committee and, as such, he will oversee the election of my successor. Mr. Scala enjoys the confidence of a wide range of constituents within and outside of FIFA and has all the knowledge and experience necessary to help tackle these major reforms.
“我一个人做不到这些，我已经要求多米尼克-斯卡拉来监督这些举措的实施和执行。斯卡拉是由FIFA选出的独立审计委员会的主席，他也是临时选举委员会的主席，会监督我的继任者的选举过程。他在FIFA内外享有广泛的信任，拥有帮助推动改革的知识和经验。”

"It is my deep care for FIFA and its interests, which I hold very dear, that has led me to take this decision. I would like to thank those who have always supported me in a constructive and loyal manner as President of FIFA and who have done so much for the game that we all love.
“对于FIFA及其利益，我深刻关切，这最终让我做出了这个决定(辞职)。我想感谢一直支持我作为FIFA主席的那些人，以及那些为了我们所热爱的足球做出了那么多贡献的人们。”

What matters to me more than anything is that when all of this is over, football is the winner."
“对我来说，最重要的是，当这一切尘埃落定时，足球将成为赢家。”

2015年6月6日 00:00