朱自清《匆匆》四个英译文赏析.pdf.docVIP

匆匆 ---朱自清 The Flight of Time ---Zhu Ziqing --- Tr. by 许景城 (Peter Jingcheng Xu) PhD Candidate, School of English, College of Arts and Humanities, Bangor University, LL57 2DG, UK 燕子去了，有再来的时候；杨柳枯了，有再青的时候；桃花谢了，有再开 的时候。但是，聪明的，你告诉我，我们的日子为什么一去不复返呢？——是 有人偷了他们罢：那是谁？又藏在何处呢？是他们自己逃走了罢：现在又到了 哪里呢？ Gone are swallows, but they may come back again; withered are willows, but they may turn green again; fading away are peach blossoms, but they may flower again. Now, you my sage would you please tell me, why should our days roll by, never to return? Are they stolen by someone? If so, who could it be, and where could he or she hide them? If they run away themselves, where are they now? 我不知道他们给了我多少日子；但我的手确乎是渐渐空虚了。在默默里算 着，八千多日子已经从我手中溜去；像针尖上一滴水滴在大海里，我的日子滴在时间的流里，没有声音，也没有影 子。我不禁头涔涔而泪潸潸了。 I have no idea of how many days I am granted, but I could feel their weight in my hands becomes less and less. In contemplation, I count, there are more than eight thousand days having slipped away through my fingers. Like a drop of water falling off the point of a needle down to the sea, my days are dripping into the stream of time, soundless, and traceless. Aware of this, I feel sweats exuding from my forehead, and tears brimming in my eyes. 去的尽管去了，来的尽管来着；去来的中间，又怎样地匆匆呢？早上我起来的时候，小屋里射进两三方斜斜的太 阳。太阳他有脚啊，轻轻悄悄地挪移了；我也茫茫然跟着旋转。于是——洗手的时候，日子从水盆里过去；吃饭的 时候，日子从饭碗里过去；默默时，便从凝然的双眼前过去。我觉察他去的匆匆了，伸出手遮挽时，他又从遮挽着 的手边过去。天黑时，我躺在床上，他便伶伶俐俐地从我身上跨过，从我脚边飞去了。等我睁开眼和太阳再见，这 算又溜走了一日。我掩着面叹息。但是新来的日子的影儿又开始在叹息里闪过了。 What should be gone will be gone for ever, and what should come will keep coming for good. Between going and coming, there is a flight of time! When I get up in the morning, the sunshine the slanting sun sheds beams into my room, edging away gently and quietly, as if he is footed. Without awareness, I feel myself already echoing his revolution. Thus, when I wash my hands, the sink washes away the day. When I have a meal, the bowl vanishes the day. When I am in contemplation, my gazing eyes feel the day passing by. When I feel it in a