玫瑰与芸香

你总是害羞抛头露面，

  （羞涩如一朵鲜花！）

我记得某次雨水降临，

    你撒开脚丫就跑。

我记得我总是撵不上你，

    没人能是你的对手；

你敏捷如同电光一闪，

  双脚长着一对小翅膀。

有时你也给我一点奖励，

    美眸荡漾着笑意，

胸佩一朵玫瑰，或者飞速

    递过至福的亲吻。

你的颈项有大理石的光泽，

  隐现蓝色的静脉——

当我书写的时候，我的心

  忍受着激情的回忆噬咬。

                                        ——奥斯卡·王尔德

Roses and Rue

You were always afraid of a shower,

(Just like a flower ! ) ;

I remember you started and ran

When the rain began.

I remember I never could catch you,

For no one could match you;

You had wonderful luminous fleet

Little wings to your feet.

Yet you somehow would give me the prize,

With a laugh in your eyes,

The rose from your breast, or the bliss

Of a single swift kiss

On your neck with its marble hue,

And its vein of blue -

How these passionate memories bite

In my heart as I write !

玫瑰与芸香