SONNET 7十四行诗|莎士比亚

SONNET 7

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Lo, in the orient when the gracious light
Lifts up his burning head, each under eye
Doth homage to his new-appearing sight,
Serving with looks his sacred majesty;
And having climb'd the steep-up heavenly hill,
Resembling strong youth in his middle age,
yet mortal looks adore his beauty still,
Attending on his golden pilgrimage;
But when from high-most pitch, with weary car,
Like feeble age, he reeleth from the day,
The eyes, 'fore duteous, now converted are
From his low tract and look another way:
    So thou, thyself outgoing in thy noon,
    Unlook'd on diest, unless thou get a son.

屠岸译:

看呵,普照万物的太阳在东方

抬起了火红的头颅,人间的眼睛

就都来膜拜他这初生的景象,

注视着他,向他的圣驾致敬;

正像强壮的小伙子,青春年少,

他又爬上了峻峭的天体的高峰,

世人的目光依然爱慕他美貌,

侍奉着他在他那金色的旅途中;

但是不久他乘着疲倦的车子

从白天的峰顶跌下,像已经衰老,

原先忠诚的人眼就不再去注视

他怎样衰亡而改换了观看的目标:

    你如今好比是丽日当空放光彩,

    将来要跟他一样——除非有后代。