關(guān)于優(yōu)美英文詩(shī)歌帶翻譯
關(guān)于優(yōu)美英文詩(shī)歌帶翻譯
英語(yǔ)詩(shī)歌同建筑藝術(shù)一樣,也需要追求外在的視覺藝術(shù)和造型藝術(shù),講究外部的象形、對(duì)稱、參差和魅力,所以詩(shī)歌語(yǔ)言也具有建筑藝術(shù)美感。詩(shī)歌比其他任何文學(xué)樣式更接近建筑藝術(shù),更具有建筑美。學(xué)習(xí)啦小編整理了關(guān)于優(yōu)美英文詩(shī)歌帶翻譯，歡迎閱讀!
關(guān)于優(yōu)美英文詩(shī)歌帶翻譯篇一
Ode To The Sea 至大海(中英對(duì)照)
---Pablo Neruda
Here surrounding the island there is sea
But what sea
lt's always overflowing
says " Yes," then“No," then "No"again.
And "No,"says"Yes" in blue,
in sea spray raging,
says "No" and "No" again.
It can't be still.
It stammers "my name is sea."
It slaps the rocks,
and when they aren't convinced
Strokes them and soaks them
and smolders them with kisses.
with seven green tongues of seven green dogs,
Or seven green tigers, or Seven green seas
Beating its chest, stammering its name.
Oh, sea, this is your name.
oh, comrade ocean, don't waste time
or water getting so upset.
Help us instead.
We're meager fishermen,
men from the shore.
We're hungry and cold
and you're our foe.
Don't beat so hard, don't shout so loud.
Open your green coffers.
Place gifts of silver in our hands.
Give us this day our daily fish.
至大海
一片汪洋環(huán)繞島嶼。
這是怎樣的大海啊?
洶涌不休,
說“是”,接而“不”,一遍叉一遍 重復(fù)著“不”,它憂悒地說“是”, 卻咆哮著
重復(fù)說“不”,
永無靜止。
它吞吐道：“我的名字叫大海。” 巖石不相信,
于是海浪拍打著
撞擊著,沖剃著。
叉以無數(shù)個(gè)親吻去撫慰它們。
以從七只猛犬、七頭白虎、七大汪洋 取來的七條利舌
拍打胸膛,吐出它的名字。
噢,大海,我們知道你的名字。
噢,大海同志,別虛度時(shí)日
也別空自悲傷。
幫幫我們吧
我們是貧困潦倒的漁民。
你岸上的子民
我們饑寒交迫。
而你是我們的對(duì)手。
別那么氣勢(shì)洶洶,別那么大聲地咆哮。
打開你珍貴的寶箱吧,
將財(cái)富賜于我們
賜于我們今日的收獲吧。
關(guān)于優(yōu)美英文詩(shī)歌帶翻譯篇二
Death Be Not Proud 死神，你莫驕傲 by John Donne 約翰.多恩
Death be not proud, though some have called thee
Mighty and dreadful, for, thou art not so,
For, those, whom thou think'st, thou dost overthrow,
Die not, poor death, nor yet canst thou kill me;
From rest and sleep, which but thy pictures be,
Much pleasure, then from thee, much more must flow,
And soonest our best men with thee do go,
Rest of their bones, and soul's delivery.
Thou art slave to fate, chance, kings, and desperate men,
And dost with poison, war, and sickness dwell,
And poppy, or charms can make us sleep as well,
And better than thy stroak; why swell'st thou then?
One short sleep past, we wake eternally,
And death shall be no more; Death, thou shalt die.
死神，你莫驕傲，盡管有人說你
如何強(qiáng)大，如何可怕，你并不是這樣;
你以為你把誰(shuí)誰(shuí)誰(shuí)****了，其實(shí)，
可憐的死神，他們沒死;你現(xiàn)在也還殺不死我。
休息、睡眠，這些不過是你的寫照，
既能給人享受，那你本人提供的一定更多;
我們最美好的人隨你去得越早，
越能早日獲得身體的休息，靈魂的解脫。
你是命運(yùn)、機(jī)會(huì)、君主、亡命徒的奴隸，
你和毒藥、戰(zhàn)爭(zhēng)、疾病同住在一起，
罌粟和咒符和你的打擊相比，同樣，
甚至更能催我入睡;那你何必趾高氣揚(yáng)呢?
睡了一小覺之后，我們便永遠(yuǎn)覺醒了，
再也不會(huì)有死亡，你死神也將死去。
關(guān)于優(yōu)美英文詩(shī)歌帶翻譯篇三
Ode on a Grecian Urn 希臘古甕頌
by John Keats 濟(jì)慈
查良錚 譯
Thou still unravished bride of quietness,
Thou foster child of silence and slow time,
Sylvan historian, who canst thus express
A flowery tale more sweetly than our rhyme:
What leaf-fringed legend haunts about thy shape
Of deities or mortals, or of both,
In Tempe or the dales of Arcady?
What men or gods are these? What maidens loath?
What mad pursuit? What struggle to escape?
What pipes and timbrels? What wild ecstasy?
你委身“寂靜”的、完美的處子，
受過了“沉默”和“悠久”的撫育，
呵，田園的史家，你竟能鋪敘
一個(gè)如花的故事，比詩(shī)還瑰麗：
在你的形體上，豈非繚繞著
古老的傳說，以綠葉為其邊緣;
講著人，或神，敦陂或阿卡狄?
呵，是怎樣的人，或神!在舞樂前
多熱烈的追求!少女怎樣地逃躲!
怎樣的風(fēng)笛和鼓謠!怎樣的狂喜!
Heard melodies are sweet, but those unheard
Are sweeter; therefore, ye soft pipes, play on;
Not to the sensual ear, but, more endeared,
Pipe to the spirit dities of no tone.
Fair youth, beneath the trees, thou canst not leave
Thy song, nor ever can those trees be bare;
Bold Lover, never, never canst thou kiss,
Though winning near the goal---yet, do not grieve;
She cannot fade, though thou hast not thy bliss
Forever wilt thou love, and she be fair!
聽見的樂聲雖好，但若聽不見
卻更美;所以，吹吧，柔情的風(fēng)笛;
不是奏給耳朵聽，而是更甜，
它給靈魂奏出無聲的樂曲;
樹下的美少年呵，你無法中斷
你的歌，那樹木也落不了葉子;
鹵莽的戀人，你永遠(yuǎn)、永遠(yuǎn)吻不上，
雖然夠接近了--但不必心酸;
她不會(huì)老，雖然你不能如愿以償，
你將永遠(yuǎn)愛下去，她也永遠(yuǎn)秀麗!
Ah, happy, happy boughs! that cannot shed
Your leaves, nor ever bid the Spring adieu;
And, happy melodist, unweari-ed,
Forever piping songs forever new;
More happy love! more happy, happy love!
Forever warm and still to be enjoyed,
Forever panting, and forever young;
All breathing human passion far above,
That leaves a heart high-sorrowful and cloyed,
A burning forehead, and a parching tongue.
呵，幸福的樹木!你的枝葉
不會(huì)剝落，從不曾離開春天;
幸福的吹笛人也不會(huì)停歇，
他的歌曲永遠(yuǎn)是那么新鮮;
呵，更為幸福的、幸福的愛!
永遠(yuǎn)熱烈，正等待情人宴饗，
永遠(yuǎn)熱情地心跳，永遠(yuǎn)年輕;
幸福的是這一切超凡的情態(tài)：
它不會(huì)使心靈饜足和悲傷，
沒有熾熱的頭腦，焦渴的嘴唇。
Who are these coming to the sacrifice?
To what green altar, O mysterious priest,
Lead'st thou that heifer lowing at the skies,
And all her silken flanks with garlands dressed?
What little town by river or sea shore,
Or mountain-built with peaceful citadel,
Is emptied of this folk, this pious morn?
And, little town, thy streets for evermore
Will silent be; and not a soul to tell
Why thou art desolate, can e'er return.
這些人是誰(shuí)呵，都去趕祭祀?
這作犧牲的小牛，對(duì)天鳴叫，
你要牽它到哪兒，神秘的祭司?
花環(huán)綴滿著它光滑的身腰。
是從哪個(gè)傍河傍海的小鎮(zhèn)，
或哪個(gè)靜靜的堡寨山村，
來了這些人，在這敬神的清早?
呵，小鎮(zhèn)，你的街道永遠(yuǎn)恬靜;
再也不可能回來一個(gè)靈魂
告訴人你何以是這么寂寥。
O Attic shape! Fair attitude! with brede
Of marble men and maidens overwrought,
With forest branches and the trodden weed;
Thou, silent form, dost tease us out of thought
As doth eternity. Cold Pastoral!
When old age shall this generation waste,
Thou shalt remain, in midst of other woe
Than ours, a friend to man, to whom thou say'st,
"Beauty is truth, truth beauty"---that is all
Ye know on earth, and all ye need to know.
哦，希臘的形狀!唯美的觀照!
上面綴有石雕的男人和女人，
還有林木，和踐踏過的青草;
沉默的形體呵，你象是“永恒”
使人超越思想：呵，冰冷的牧歌!
等暮年使這一世代都凋落，
只有你如舊;在另外的一些
憂傷中，你會(huì)撫慰后人說：
“美即是真，真即是美，”這就包括
你們所知道、和該知道的一切。
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