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威廉. 布莱克的最著名诗句

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威廉. 布莱克的最著名诗句 
武夷山
William Blake 
To see a world in a grain of sand,
And a heaven in a wild flower,
Hold infinity in the palm of your hand,
And eternity in an hour.
武夷山译 
从一粒沙子窥见世界,
从一朵野花窥见天庭。
将无限把握于你的掌间,
将永恒压缩为一个时辰。
 
    这四句的中译版本很多,阮一峰的下面这篇文章介绍了几种。(http://www.ruanyifeng.com/blog/2006/06/to_see_a_world_in_a_grain_of_s.html

威廉·布莱克《从一颗沙子看世界》(To see a world in a grain of sand

阮一峰 发表于 20060610 | 分类:首页 -> 档案 -> 文学

 

威廉·布莱克(William Blake)是18世纪末、19世纪初的一个英国诗人,活着的时候没人知道,直到20世纪初才被挖掘出来。他在国内最出名就是下面四行诗:

To see a world in a grain of sand
And a heaven in a wild flower,
Hold infinity in the palm of your hand
And eternity in an hour.

这四行诗的中译,我估计至少有二三十种。下面选贴几种。

一沙见世界,
一花窥天堂.
手心握无限,
须臾纳永恒.

——译者不详

在一颗沙粒中见一个世界,
在一朵鲜花中见一片天空,
在你的掌心里把握无限,
在一个钟点里把握无穷。
  
——
《布莱克诗集》上海三联,张炽恒译

从一粒沙看世界,
从一朵花看天堂,
把永恒纳进一个时辰,
把无限握在自己手心。

——王佐良

一花一世界,
一沙一天国,
君掌盛无边,
刹那含永劫。

——宗白华

一颗沙里看出一个世界
一朵野花里一座天堂
把无限放在你的手掌上
永恒在一刹那里收藏

——《世界上最美丽的英文——人生短篇》

但是,这几行诗在欧美并不是那么有名,讲起布莱克的时候,也不把这看作他的代表作。似乎只有中国人才特别迷恋这几句话,我猜想也许因为这首诗跟佛教思想有相通之处有关系。

这四行诗选自一首长达132行、名为《天真的预兆》(Auguries of Innocence)的长诗,是开头四行。这首长诗似乎并不重要,没有收在布莱克主要几本诗集里,评论家也不谈,我在网上甚至找不到它是写于哪一年的。

这首长诗通篇的风格与前四行诗很吻合,都是那种含有哲理的格言诗,总得来说很费解。越到后面越难理解,我读了几遍,都没有看明白。

William Blake - Auguries of Innocence

To see a world in a grain of sand,
And a heaven in a wild flower,
Hold infinity in the palm of your hand,
And eternity in an hour.

A robin redbreast in a cage
Puts all heaven in a rage.

A dove-house fill'd with doves and pigeons
Shudders hell thro' all its regions.
A dog starv'd at his master's gate
Predicts the ruin of the state.

A horse misused upon the road
Calls to heaven for human blood.
Each outcry of the hunted hare
A fibre from the brain does tear.

A skylark wounded in the wing,
A cherubim does cease to sing.
The game-cock clipt and arm'd for fight
Does the rising sun affright.

Every wolf's and lion's howl
Raises from hell a human soul.

The wild deer, wand'ring here and there,
Keeps the human soul from care.
The lamb misus'd breeds public strife,
And yet forgives the butcher's knife.

The bat that flits at close of eve
Has left the brain that won't believe.
The owl that calls upon the night
Speaks the unbeliever's fright.

He who shall hurt the little wren
Shall never be belov'd by men.
He who the ox to wrath has mov'd
Shall never be by woman lov'd.

The wanton boy that kills the fly
Shall feel the spider's enmity.
He who torments the chafer's sprite
Weaves a bower in endless night.

The caterpillar on the leaf
Repeats to thee thy mother's grief.
Kill not the moth nor butterfly,
For the last judgement draweth nigh.

He who shall train the horse to war
Shall never pass the polar bar.
The beggar's dog and widow's cat,
Feed them and thou wilt grow fat.

The gnat that sings his summer's song
Poison gets from slander's tongue.
The poison of the snake and newt
Is the sweat of envy's foot.

The poison of the honey bee
Is the artist's jealousy.

The prince's robes and beggar's rags
Are toadstools on the miser's bags.
A truth that's told with bad intent
Beats all the lies you can invent.

It is right it should be so;
Man was made for joy and woe;
And when this we rightly know,
Thro' the world we safely go.

Joy and woe are woven fine,
A clothing for the soul divine.
Under every grief and pine
Runs a joy with silken twine.

The babe is more than swaddling bands;
Every farmer understands.
Every tear from every eye
Becomes a babe in eternity;

This is caught by females bright,
And return'd to its own delight.
The bleat, the bark, bellow, and roar,
Are waves that beat on heaven's shore.

The babe that weeps the rod beneath
Writes revenge in realms of death.
The beggar's rags, fluttering in air,
Does to rags the heavens tear.

The soldier, arm'd with sword and gun,
Palsied strikes the summer's sun.
The poor man's farthing is worth more
Than all the gold on Afric's shore.

One mite wrung from the lab'rer's hands
Shall buy and sell the miser's lands;
Or, if protected from on high,
Does that whole nation sell and buy.

He who mocks the infant's faith
Shall be mock'd in age and death.
He who shall teach the child to doubt
The rotting grave shall ne'er get out.

He who respects the infant's faith
Triumphs over hell and death.
The child's toys and the old man's reasons
Are the fruits of the two seasons.

The questioner, who sits so sly,
Shall never know how to reply.
He who replies to words of doubt
Doth put the light of knowledge out.

The strongest poison ever known
Came from Caesar's laurel crown.
Nought can deform the human race
Like to the armour's iron brace.

When gold and gems adorn the plow,
To peaceful arts shall envy bow.
A riddle, or the cricket's cry,
Is to doubt a fit reply.

The emmet's inch and eagle's mile
Make lame philosophy to smile.
He who doubts from what he sees
Will ne'er believe, do what you please.

If the sun and moon should doubt,
They'd immediately go out.
To be in a passion you good may do,
But no good if a passion is in you.

The whore and gambler, by the state
Licensed, build that nation's fate.
The harlot's cry from street to street
Shall weave old England's winding-sheet.

The winner's shout, the loser's curse,
Dance before dead England's hearse.

Every night and every morn
Some to misery are born,
Every morn and every night
Some are born to sweet delight.

Some are born to sweet delight,
Some are born to endless night.

We are led to believe a lie
When we see not thro' the eye,
Which was born in a night to perish in a night,
When the soul slept in beams of light.

God appears, and God is light,
To those poor souls who dwell in night;
But does a human form display
To those who dwell in realms of day.

 
 
 

 



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