3 THE ECHOING GREEN
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三 荡着回声的草地
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W illiam Blake
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威廉·布莱克
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The Sun does arise, |
太阳升起, |
And make happy the skies; |
满天欢喜; |
The merry bells ring |
快乐的钟声敲响, |
To welcome the Spring; |
迎接春光; |
The skylark and thrush, |
云雀和画眉, |
The birds of the bush, |
林中的鸟类, |
Sing louder around |
围着快乐的钟响 |
To the bells' cheerful sound, |
唱得更加嘹亮, |
While our sports shall be seen |
这时候我们游戏 |
On the echoing Green. |
在荡着回声的草地。 |
Old John, with white hair, |
老约翰,白发满头, |
Does laugh away care, |
笑着赶走了忧愁, |
Sitting under the oak |
坐在橡树下面 |
Among the old folk. |
老人们中间。 |
They laugh at our play, |
他们笑看我们玩耍, |
And soon they all say: |
他们都这样说话: |
"Such, such were the joys |
"当我们还是男孩女孩, |
When we all, girls and boys, |
欢度童年时代, |
In our youth-time were seen |
我们也这样游戏 |
On the echoing Green. |
在荡着回声的草地。" |
Till the little ones, weary, |
孩子们乏了, |
No more can be merry; |
再不能玩耍了;太阳落山, |
The Sun does descend, |
我们停止了游玩。 |
And our sports have an end. |
多少小妹妹小弟弟 |
Round the laps of their mothers |
绕着妈妈的双膝, |
Many sisters and brothers, |
像小鸟归巢, |
Like birds in their nest, |
准备睡觉。 |
Are ready for rest, |
再不见孩子们游戏 |
And sport no more seen |
在越来越暗的草地。 |
On the darkening Green. |
屠 岸译 |