Sonnet 30
Shakespeare [译] 屠岸
When to the sessions of sweet silent thought
I summon up remembrance of things past,
I sigh the lack of many a thing I sought,
And with old woes new wail my dear Time's waste.
Then can I drown an eye, unused to flow,
For precious friends hid in death's dateless night,
And weep afresh love's long since canceled woe,
And moan th' expense of many a vanished sight;
Then can I grieve at grievances foregone,
And heavily from woe to woe tell o'er
The sad account of fore-bemoaned moan,
Which I new pay as if not paid before.
But if the while I think on thee, dear friend,
All losses are restored and sorrows end.
我把对已往种种事情的回忆
召唤到我这温柔的沉思的公堂,
为没有求得的许多事物叹息,
再度因时间摧毁了好宝贝而哀伤:
于是我久干的眼睛又泪如泉涌,
为的是好友们长眠在死的长夜里,
我重新为爱的早已消去的苦痛
和多少逝去的情景而落泪,叹息。
于是我为过去的悲哀再悲哀,
忧郁地数着一件件痛心的往事,
把多少叹过的叹息计算出来,
像没有偿还的债务,再还一次。
但是,我只要一想到你呵,好伙伴, 损失就挽回了,悲伤也烟消云散。
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