LINES WRITTEN IN EARLY SPRING
早春遣句
威廉·华兹华斯
I HEARD a thousand blended notes,
While in a grove I sate reclined,
In that sweet mood when pleasant thoughts
Bring sad thoughts to the mind.
我躺卧在树林之中，
听着融谐的千万声音，
闲适的情绪，愉快的思想，
却带来了忧心忡忡。
The human soul that through me ran;
And much it grieved my heart to think
What man has made of man.
通过我的感受，大自然，
把人类的灵魂和她的杰作联接起来了，
这使我的心灵更悲伤地想起
人又是怎样对待人的。
The periwinkle trailed its wreaths;
And 'tis my faith that every flower
Enjoys the air it breathes.
穿过樱草花丛，在那绿荫之中，
长青花在编织它的花环，
我坚决相信每一枝花朵
都在它所呼吸的空气里尽情享受。
Their thoughts I cannot measure:--
But the least motion which they made
It seemed a thrill of pleasure.
鸟儿在我四周蹦跳雀跃，
它们的心意我可无从捉摸——
但即便是它们细微的动作，
也好象是一种激动的欢乐。
The budding twigs spread out their fan,
To catch the breezy air;
And I must think, do all I can,
That there was pleasure there.
嫩枝萌芽伸展如扇，
要捕捉那轻快的微风，
我必须想到，尽我之所能，
在那里正有着欢乐。
If this belief from heaven be sent,
If such be Nature's holy plan,
Have I not reason to lament
What man has made of man?
如果这种信念来自天启，
如果这就是大自然的神圣安排，
我还有什么理由悲叹
人是怎样对待人的？
