【英诗鉴赏】Break, Break, Break

Toyger

Break, Break, Break
by Alfred Tennyson.

Break, break, break,
On thy cold gray stones, O Sea!
And I would that my tongue could utter
The thoughts that arise in me.

O, well for the fisherman's boy,
That he shouts with his sister at play!
O, well for the sailor lad,
That he sings in his boat on the bay!

And the stately ships go on
To their haven under the hill;
But O for the touch of a vanished hand,
And the sound of a voice that is still!

Break, break, break,
At the foot of thy crags, O Sea!
But the tender grace of a day that is dead
Will never come back to me.

Toyger

海浪喧哗

哗啦，哗啦，哗啦，
冲上阴冷的礁石，啊海浪！
愿我的语言能够表达
埋藏心底的惆怅。

啊，那渔夫的男孩多么愉快，
与姊妹一起游戏呼喊；
啊，那年轻的水手多么愉快，
且引吭高歌且荡舟海湾。

庄严的船队在进发
驶向山下的海港；
可那消失了的柔荑的轻抚
与那静默了的声音竟在何方！

哗啦，哗啦，哗啦，
冲着巉岩的跟脚，啊海浪！
可那逝去的温柔美好时光
再也不回我的身旁。

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