My Life Is Like the Summer Rose
Richard Henry Wilde
標(biāo)題：我的生命仿佛夏日的玫瑰
My life is like the summer rose
That opens to the morning sky,
But ere the shades of evening close,
Is scattered on the ground – to die!
Yet on the rose’s humble bed
The sweetest dews of night are shed,
As if she wept the waste to see,–
But none shall weep a tear for me!
我的生命仿佛夏日的玫瑰
在晨光熹微時(shí)初綻蓓蕾
然而夜幕逼近前
便已散落在地只余殘香
玫瑰破碎的花芯上
一滴夜晚芳香的露珠墜落
仿佛她因所見之荒涼而悲泣
但無一人為我落淚
My life is like the autumn leaf
That trembles in the moon’s pale ray;
Its hold is frail, – its date is brief,
Restless, – and soon to pass away!
Yet, ere that leaf shall fall and fade,
The parent tree will mourn its shade,
The winds bewail the leafless tree, –
But none shall breathe a sigh for me!
我的生命仿佛秋天的葉子
在慘白的冷月里顫抖
它是脆弱的猜惋，它是短暫的
心神難寧——轉(zhuǎn)瞬即逝
然而葉子凋零掉落前
大樹會(huì)憂傷它的樹蔭
秋風(fēng)亦會(huì)嗚咽哀嘆失去葉子的樹
但無一人為我嘆息
My life is like the prints which feet
Have left on Tampa’s desert strand;
Soon as the rising tide shall beat,
All trace will vanish from the sand;
Yet, as if grieving to efface
All vestige of the human race,
On that lone shore loud moans the sea, –
But none, alas! shall mourn for me!
我的生命仿佛行人的足跡
遺留在坦帕人跡罕至的海岸
一旦浪潮涌起
沙灘上所有痕跡將不復(fù)存在
然而朴皆，即使所有的悲傷
抹去人類所有的遺跡
在那孤獨(dú)的海岸
仍有大海發(fā)出咆哮
但無一人為我哀傷郊供！
英文來自英文巴士，譯文為本人原創(chuàng)
