诗苑｜特稿：余光中译诗二则欣赏

著名诗人、翻译家余光中先生于2017年12月14日上午在台湾高雄医院病逝，享年89岁。

再品他的译作或许是最好的纪念方式——

选诗一，美国女诗人狄金森的 I Died for Beauty；选诗二，英国诗人雪莱的 England in 1819。

余先生的译文既具西文的骨感，又有汉语之精髓，既遵循原文，又有所创作，值得一品再品。

【文末图片链接通往公号“理想国imaginist”昨日纪念推文，含作家张昌华撰文《诗坛翘楚余光中》，对余先生有较为完整的介绍。】

I Died for Beauty

By Emily Dickinson

I died for beauty, but was scarce

Adjusted in the tomb, 

When one who died for truth was lain 

In an adjoining room.

He questioned softly why I failed? 

'For beauty,' I replied. 

'And I for truth, --the two are one; 

We brethren are,' he said.

And so, as kinsmen met a night, 

We talked between the rooms. 

Until the moss had reached our lips, 

And covered up our names.

殉美

文/艾米莉·狄金森

译/余光中

我为美死去，但是还不曾

安息在我的墓里，

又有个为真理而死去的人

来躺在我的隔壁。

他悄悄地问我为何以身殉?

为了美，我说。

而我为真理，两者不分家；

我们是兄弟两个。

于是像亲戚在夜间相遇，

我们便隔墙谈天，

直到青苔爬到了唇际，

将我们的名字遮掩

England in 1819

By Percy Bysshe Shelley

An old, mad, blind, despised, and dying king,—
Princes, the dregs of their dull race, who flow
Through public scorn,—mud from a muddy spring,—
Rulers who neither see, nor feel, nor know,
But leech-like to their fainting country cling,
Till they drop, blind in blood, without a blow,—
A people starved and stabbed in the untilled field,—
An army, which liberticide and prey
Makes as a two-edged sword to all who wield
Golden and sanguine laws which tempt and slay;
Religion Christless, Godless—a book sealed;
A Senate,—Time’s worst statute unrepealed,—
Are graves, from which a glorious Phantom may
Burst, to illumine our tempestous day.

英伦：一八一九年

文/珀西·比希·雪莱

译/余光中

又狂又盲，众所鄙视的垂死老王—— 
王子王孙，愚蠢世系的剩渣残滓， 
在国人腾笑下流过——污源的浊浆； 

当朝当政，都无视，无情，更无知， 
像水蛭一般吸牢在衰世的身上， 
终会矇矇然带血落下，无须鞭笞；

 百姓在荒地废田上被饿死，杀死—— 
摧残自由，且强掳横掠的军队 
已沦为一把双刃剑，任挥者是谁； 
法律则拜金而嗜血，诱民以死罪； 
宗教无基督也无神——闭上了圣经； 

更有上议院——不废千古的恶律—— 
从这些墓里，终会有光辉的巨灵 
一跃而出，来照明这满天风雨。

（中文整理自公号“沪江英语”）