勃朗宁夫人诗选第三首

勃朗宁夫人诗选第三首

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我们是如此不同，截然相反，噢，尊贵的人！

我们的前途和命运原不一样。

若使掌管我们命运的天使拍着翅膀擦肩而过，

他们一定会惊奇地瞪视对方。

想想吧，你是皇后们华宴的贵宾，

无数明眸注目的焦点，

就算我以泪洗目，也比不上其中任何一双，如此闪亮。

你是首席乐师，何以要透过花窗看向我这个可怜、疲惫的流浪歌手，

……在茫茫黑暗中，且行且唱，

困乏时只能依靠一棵柏树？

你的头上涂抹圣油，我的头上只有露珠，

若要我们平等呵，除非是死亡。

Unlike are we, unlike, O princely Heart!

Unlike our uses and our destinies.

Our ministering two angels look surprise

On one another, as they strike athwart

Their wings in passing. Thou, bethink thee, art

A guest for queens to social pageantries,

With gages from a hundred brighter eyes

Than tears even can make mine, to play thy part

Of chief musician. What hastthou to do

With looking from the lattice-lights at me,

A poor, tired, wandering singer, singing through

The dark, and leaning up a cypress tree?

The chrism is on thine head, —on mine, the dew, —

And Death must dig the level where these agree.

诗歌摘自《勃朗宁夫人十四行诗》，张媛译

勃朗宁夫人诗选第三首