鑽石舞台

春夜喜雨

唐 / 杜甫

好雨知時節，當春乃發生。

隨風潛入夜，潤物細無聲。

野徑雲俱黑，江船火獨明。

曉看紅濕處，花重錦官城。

HAPPY RAIN ON A SPRING NIGHT

許淵沖譯

Good rain knows its time right;

It will fall when comes spring.

With wind it steals in night;

Mute, it moistens each thing.

O'er wild lanes dark cloud spreads;

In boat a lantern looms.

Dawn sees saturated reds;

The town's heavy with blooms.

錢塘湖春行

唐 / 白居易

孤山寺北賈亭西，水面初平雲腳低。

幾處早鶯爭暖樹？誰家新燕啄春泥？

亂花漸欲迷人眼，淺草才能沒馬蹄。

最愛湖東行不足，綠楊陰裏白沙堤。

蝶戀花

宋 / 蘇軾

花褪殘紅青杏小，燕子飛時，綠水人家繞。

枝上柳棉吹又少，天涯何處無芳草！

牆裡鞦韆牆外道，牆外行人，牆裡佳人笑。

笑漸不聞聲漸悄，多情卻被無情惱。

BUTTERFLIES IN LOVE WITH FLOWERS

許淵沖譯

Red flowers fade, green apricots appear still small,

When swallows pass

Over blue water that surrounds the garden wall.

Most willow catkins have been blown away, alas!

But there is no place where grows no sweet grass.

Without the wall there is a path, within a swing.

A passer-by

Hears a fair maiden's laughter in the garden ring.

The ringing laughter fades to silence by and by;

For the enchantress the enchanted can only sigh.

Dear March—Come in—

by EmilyDickinson

Dear March—Come in—

How glad I am—

I hoped for you before—

Put down your Hat—

You must have walked—

How out of Breath you are—

Dear March, how are you, and the Rest—

Did you leave Nature well—

Oh March, Come right upstairs with me—

I have so much to tell—

I got your Letter, and the Birds—

The Maples never knew that you were coming—

I declare - how Red their Faces grew—

But March, forgive me—

And all those Hills you left for me to Hue—

There was no Purple suitable—

You took it all with you—

Who knocks? That April—

Lock the Door—

I will not be pursued—

He stayed away a Year to call

When I am occupied—

But trifles look so trivial

As soon as you have come

That blame is just as dear as Praise

And Praise as mere as Blame—

親愛的三月——進來吧

蒲隆譯

親愛的三月——進來吧——

我是多麼歡喜——

我先前就盼着你——

請摘下你的帽子——

你準是一路走來的——

你顯得氣喘吁吁——

親愛的三月，你好，萬事如何——

你留下大自然一切可好——

啊，三月，趕快隨我上樓去——

我有千言萬語來相告——

你的來信我已收到，還有小鳥——

楓樹從來不知道你要來——直到我呼喚

我聲明——他們的臉張得有多紅——

不過三月，原諒我——而且

你留給我着色的所有山頭——

沒有一點適合的紫色——

你把它全都隨身帶走——

誰在敲門？是四月。

把門鎖上——

我不情願叫人糾纏——

他在別處待了一年才來探訪

這時我手頭十分忙碌——

可一旦你回來

瑣事就顯得不屑一顧

責怪就像誇獎一樣珍貴

誇獎也像責怪一樣純粹——

Song: Spring

ByWilliam Shakespeare

When daisies pied and violets blue

And lady-smocks all silver-white

And cuckoo-buds of yellow hue

Do paint the meadows with delight,

The cuckoo then, on every tree,

Mocks married men; for thus sings he,

Cuckoo;

Cuckoo, cuckoo: Oh word of fear,

Unpleasing to a married ear!

When shepherds pipe on oaten straws,

And merry larks are plowmen’s clocks,

When turtles tread, and rooks, and daws,

And maidens bleach their summer smocks,

The cuckoo then, on every tree,

Mocks married men; for thus sings he,

Cuckoo;

Cuckoo, cuckoo: Oh word of fear,

Unpleasing to a married ear!

春之歌朱生豪譯

當雜色的雛菊開遍牧場，

藍的紫羅蘭，白的美人衫，

還有那杜鵑花吐蕾嬌黃

描出了一片廣大的欣歡；

聽杜鵑在每一株樹上叫，

把那娶了妻的男人譏笑：

咯咕!

咯咕！咯咕！啊，可怕的聲音！

害得做丈夫的肉跳心驚。

當無愁的牧童口吹麥笛，

清晨的雲雀驚醒了農人，

斑鳩烏鴉都在覓但求匹，

女郎們漂洗夏季的衣裙，

聽杜鵑在每一株樹上叫，

把那娶了妻的男人譏笑

咯咕！

咯咕！咯咕！啊，可怕的聲音！

害得做丈夫的肉跳心驚。