outland poetry
anthology
诗选
Wystan Hugh Auden
Memory of William Butler Yeats
(Died January 1939)
1
He disappeared in the cold winter:
Streams have been frozen, a few deserted airport
Statue of snow obscured the open;
Mercury falling into the dying day of the oral cavity.
Oh, all the instruments agree
He died the day is cold and dark.
Far away from his illness
Wolves running through evergreen forests,
Farm by the river did not induce terminal fashionable;
Diction of mourning
The death of the poet and his poems separated.
But he said, was not only his own end,
That was his last afternoon,
Oh, walking with the nurses and rumors in the afternoon;
The provinces of his body have defected,
Fled the square in his mind a blank,
Silence invade the suburbs,
Interrupted his feelings and his ilk: he became the love of his readers.
Now he was spread to a hundred cities
Completely transferred to the strange friendship;
He wants to seek pleasure in another forest,
And in different punishable under the Code of conscience.
The text of a deceased
Organs in the living lung is polished.
But in Japan to the major and the din,
When the exchange and the general roar off beasts,
When they are quite accustomed to the poor bear the pain,
When each cell in the self-confidence is almost free
There is one thousand people will think of this day,
As if this day has done something a little unusual.
Oh, all the instruments agree
He died the day is cold and dark.
2
As stupid as you like us; but your only fu
But beyond all this: lady of the church, the body
Recession, you; Ireland hurt you made for poetry,
But Ireland is still crazy and climate,
No avail because the poem: it is eternal
It Ciju the valley, but not to the officials
Where to intervene; "isolated" and the lively "sad"
This is our trust and hang on the rough city
It flows south from film Ranch; it exists,
Is the way the phenomenon is an export.
3
Soil Oh, please accept a VIP
William Yeats has never Anqin:
So that the containers rest from Ireland,
Poetry has done since it poured.
Time on the brave and innocent people
Can be expressed tolerated
Can also be in a week,
Indifference towards a beautiful body,
Worship is the language of each
The language department often pardon people who live,
Pardon also weak and conceited.
Give them all the glory.
Such a strange time to quibble
Forgive Kipling and his views
Lord will also forgive Paul Park,
Forgive him relatively well written.
Little black nightmare to all the shrouded,
All of the vicious dog in the bark of Europe,
The remaining countries in the waiting
Hated by all for his separated;
Smart suffered humiliation
From each person's face revealed
The oceans have mercy on the end of break,
Locked and frozen in each eye.
Go with the poet, followed,
Until the night of the abyss,
Unrestrained use your voice
Still tell us to rejoice;
By Geng Tian Geng a Poetry f
The curse into a vineyard,
Rejoicing in the suffering
Unsuccessful people singing;
From the mind of a desert
For the treatment of spring water injection,
In his years in prison
Freedom to teach people how to praise.
(Zha Liang Zheng translation)
-------------------------------------------------- ------------------------------
Songs
One evening, when I get out of the house,
Hanging around alone in Bristol Avenue,
The crowd gathered on the sidewalk,
Like a wheat harvest scene.
In the swell of the tide of the river,
Below the railway bridge,
I heard a lover being Acura column:
"Love Song is not terminal.
"I love you, my dear, I love you,
China and Africa always love to collision
Love to jump on top of the mountain river.
Salmon to the streets singing.
"I love you, until the sea was thrown into the fence,
In order to be dried while hanging upside down;
Up to seven stars, shouting hoarsely,
As the air appears ducks and geese.
"Years will be run like a rabbit,
Because my own heart,
Flowers clinging to the times
And the big world of first love. "
At this time, all of the city clock
Knock-out began whistling sound:
"Oh, not to let time you cheat,
You do not have another way to conquer time.
"In the nightmare of the cave
Just lived naked
You a kiss, time to cough,
It you peep from the shadows
"Headache and anxiety in the moment
Life Hune to leakage of light
Is today not tomorrow,
Time will have its own fantasy.
"Alarming snow goose feather,
Many green valleys to wander
Time to break the interwoven dance
And divers of the wonderful bow.
"Oh, put your hands into the water
Hand of the wrist has been soaked;
Stare it, staring closely basin,
Find out what things you lose.
"Glacier beat in the food cupboard,
Desert sighs in this bed,
Crack has been opened on the cup
Leading to death from a narrow road.
"Beggars money in there for sale,
Giant confused with magic boy
Lily-like purity of youth is a gang,
Girls come down heavily.
"Oh, see, look at the mirror,
Oh, look at your pain;
Life has become a blessing
Although you can not bless.
"Oh, stop, stand beside the mirror,
Epilepsy as hot tears, scared;
You should be distorted to cover the sinking heart,
Love the distortion of the neighbors. "
Night has been deep, deep,
Love has long been without a trace;
The clock has stopped beating,
Deep water has continued to roll.
-------------------------------------------------- ------------------------------
Shield of Achilles
She looked over his shoulder
Looking for grapes and olives,
Marble, orderly city,
Crimson sails on the sea;
However, in the shiny metal
His hands down, is
Like the sky like lead weights
And man-made desolation of space.
Utterly plain, black, bald,
Not a blade of grass, no neighbors footprint
Nothing to eat, no place to sit;
However, in that deserted wasteland
Difficult to understand people are in the aggregate,
Millions of eyes, millions of pairs of boots,
No facial expressions, lined up waiting for a tag.
No one showed up sound from the air smell,
Statistics show that some reasons.
Say it like this place as dry, flat;
Any person not pleasant, not to discuss anything,
Then a team of a team, against the cloud-like dust,
They Walk away, suffering from a belief:
The outcome will have somewhere they suffer.
She looked over his shoulder
Search on religious piety,
Girl wearing a garland of white,
Libation, and other offerings;
However, in the shiny metal
Should have been the altar,
But the fire in his swaying under
She can see is quite different.
Barbed wire stuck arbitrary place
Irritability officials lay there (saying interesting),
Hot weather, guard their sweat;
A group of decent ordinary people,
Looking from the outside, neither the venue nor a sound.
Like the three faint image,
Nail straight on the ground tied to a stake.
The world's people and the emperor,
Have a component, and the component is always the same
But others are lying in the hands; them small,
Can not expect help, and no one willing to help;
They want to do everything the enemy has done;
Their shame unparalleled; lose self-esteem,
Before his physical death, the soul is no longer survive.
She looked over his shoulder
The movement of players looking for competition,
Men and women looking for twisting waist,
Dance sweetly elegant,
Fast, fast rhythm of the music;
However, in the glittering shield,
His hands are not ballroom layout,
But the desolate fields full of hay.
An urchin in rags,
In that space aimlessly wandering alone;
A black child slip away from the real stone;
The two girls were raped, killed two young third
This is what he saw of the truth, he had never heard,
Ren and the world will keep their promise
Or any person other people crying and sobbing.
Forging weapons 赫准斯托斯,
Long with thin lips, leaving limp hobble limp;
Thetis glittering chest -
Frustrated and crying loudly,
Blame God, to accommodate her son -
Titanic's Achilles,
His hard-nosed, brutal murder,
But he has not eternal life.
-------------------------------------------------- ------------------------------
Art gallery
About suffering they are always very clear
These classical artists: how much they know it
The status of the hearts, and even cause pain,
When people are eating in the window, or walking are boring for the time;
Even when the elderly warm, waiting reverently
Miraculous birth, there are always some children
Do not particularly want him there, and they in
Wandering the woods on the edge of the pond ice.
They never forget:
Even after all the tragic martyrdom will also end
In one corner, messy place,
Where the dog continue to live the life of a dog, and horse persecution
The ignorance of the hip in the trees friction.
In Breughel's "Icarus" in, for example;
Everything is so restful to turn away from that pile disaster:
Perhaps the farmer heard the sound of falling water, and that the cries of despair,
But for him, it was not a not a failure;
The sun is still shining white legs down into the green waves;
And sophisticated luxury ship that will have to see
A strange thing, a boy falling from the sky,
But it has a place to go, still quiet voyage.
-------------------------------------------------- ------------------------------
Too intimate, too vague
If you talk about love
With just silly
According to the definition of the line,
It across the wall,
From the "Yes" go "not"
To pass not in the past,
Because "no" is not love, "not" is "no"
Is off a portal
Is the tension of the jaw,
To realize the sad.
Say "yes" it, to love
Become successful,
Lean on a railing looking at the scenery,
See the land and well-being,
All are certain that
Press out sofa twisted squeak sound.
If this is all, love
Just cheek close to the cheek,
Affectionate words of affectionate words.
Voice in the interpretation of
Love, joy, love, pain,
Also pat the knee,
Can not agree,
V. spit mind waiting
Like breath waiting for the attack,
Weaknesses of each intact
The same against the same;
Love will not be there
Love has been moved to another seat.
Already know
Who come near you,
Do not feel embarrassed,
Will not be dizziness,
Would respectfully
North contented to leave it,
Without collection of a
Another one,
This is a design your own misfortune,
Predicted his own death and change of heart.
-------------------------------------------------- ------------------------------
Hidden law
Hidden law does not deny
Our laws of probability,
But to atoms, stars and people
Are treated according to the actual situation,
When we lie is it to ignore.
This is the only reason: Why
No government can take it compiled
Language definition is bound to hurt
Hidden law.
It does not prevent the extreme patience,
If we go to court death;
When we got into a car trying to evade it,
When we want to forget it in the pub:
This is the hidden laws to punish
Our approach.
Translated by Charles Liang Zheng
-------------------------------------------------- ------------------------------
Novelist
Can be installed in the respective years as wearing a uniform,
The total level of each poet's glance;
They can call us as storms head shu,
Or die young, or living alone for many years.
They can go as red light cavalry: but he
Must get rid of the young and fit of Caifen
The Society of simple and stupid, learn how to do all
All thought that care not at all worth the kind of person.
Because the minimum to achieve his desire
He would have become bored in excellent shape, have been
Tacky pain, like love; get in the fair market
Justice, but also dirty in the dirty pile of fill;
In his own fragile one, he must
Hidden as much as possible by all human grievances.
-------------------------------------------------- ------------------------------
Celebrity Blog
One shilling biography will give you all the facts:
How his father beat him, how he fled,
Youth fighting for what, what deeds
Made him the most flamboyant figures in a generation:
How did he fight, fishing, hunting, stay up all night,
Dizziness was climbing a new peak; named Xinhai a:
Some of the latest research and even wrote home
Love put him a freak, like you and me.
He was renowned the world over, but dreaming of a person,
Who surprised critics say lived at home,
Smart in the room to do something deliberately,
Else quit; to playing whistled; will sit
Will touch the West, the East in the garden dig dig, back a few letters
He piles of good long letter, a letter is not saved.
-------------------------------------------------- ------------------------------
War era (_select_ four)
Fourteen
Yes, we have to suffer, in the moment;
The sky in the throbbing forehead like a high fever, pain
Is real; searchlight suddenly shows
Some small natural that we cried.
We never believe that they will exist,
At least we do not exist here. They Tude
Like the ugly, long-forgotten memories coming,
The same as the conscience of all the guns in combat.
Love in every social, after the love of the family's eyes
Destroyed during the massacre of a private
All women, Jews, rich and human.
We can not judge the mountains, if we lied.
We are residents of the ground; earth obey the
Wicked wisdom until they die.
Eighth
He was used in a place far from the cultural center,
And by his generals and his abandoned by lice,
So in a jacket in his eyes closed
And he was dead. People will not bring him.
When the battle is finishing a book, when
Important knowledge is not in his head capsule in the loss.
His jokes are stale, boring as his wartime
His name and appearance will be gone forever.
He did not know the good, do not choose the good, but it taught us,
And to add on the same significance as the comma;
He becomes dust in China in order to future
Our daughter to love the world,
No longer dog abuse; also to make a mountain,
Water, a house where people can smoke.
Twenty
With the terrorist as they carry a purse,
And fear the horizon as if it is a gun,
Like all the rivers and railways to escape the curse,
Friendship from the neighbors, like all parties to escape.
People who closely together in this new catastrophe,
Quick as a newly enrolled children, turns to crying;
Some of the rules because the space they can not learn,
Time to speak the language they can not grasp.
We live here, in the "now" is not open
Sorrow; its range is our content.
Whether the prisoner should be forgiven its Qiu Ju,
Whether the future can be far to evade open era
But still feel it from the things that happened each,
Even from us? This is not even that bad?
Twenty-one
Human life has never been fully completed,
Hammer and gossip will continue to exist;
However, it felt like the artist to do,
These people travel the world, and insight has failed.
Some people not only unbearable, but also can not tame the young
That can not help but mourn the Statecraft of the injured have been the myth of
Some people never lost their understanding of the world,
Some people are clearly a person's life should be subject to punishment.
"Loss" is their shadow and his wife, "anxiety"
They like a large hotel reception, but as long as
They have remorse, that is no evasion;
Their lives is to listen to the call of Forbidden City,
They see a stranger looking, happy and curious,
The "free" is an enemy of every tree in every home.
Twenty-three
When all the tools for reporting news
Together confirmed the victory of our enemies;
We are a breakthrough in the redoubt, the army on the retreat,
"Brutality" has swept like a new pestilence,
"Evil" is a monster, welcome everywhere;
When we should not regret the time were born in this world:
And remember all seemed to have abandoned the solitary spirit.
Let me tonight in commemoration of a Chinese person,
After a decade of his silence, waiting for work,
Junior show until all the wrong drive,
To have everything in one fell swoop and one account:
So with the "complete person" who is pregnant with gratitude,
He stroked the winter night to go out
That small castle, like a monster.
Translated by Charles Liang Zheng
-------------------------------------------------- ------------------------------
Lullaby
My love. See your mortal head
I looked on the arm of infidelity sleep;
Worries of the heart of youth
Stand up to the time and fever burning burning,
Individual's sex will eventually burn
Graves to prove that she mayfly poor fate.
But at the moment ah, until dawn,
Let this stuff in my arms, sleep
She was only a mortal sin which,
Beautiful in my eyes is remarkable.
No boundaries between soul and body:
Venus green tolerance and ecstasy,
Lying on the green lovers
In the usual dizzy drunk intoxicated,
They reveal Venus Pianxiang
Fit solemn supernatural illusion
Reveals the great universal love and hope;
Between ice and rock in
Monks but by understanding the abstract
To obtain a sensual ecstasy.
The quality of constancy, love of the faithful
As the clock struck midnight
With the shock of the sound waves away;
Mad people showing off the stylish knowledge,
Issue is sick of the shouting:
Each card is predicted with an ill omen,
Consideration must be _set_tled every minute!
But tonight every one Yusi,
Every thought, every glance look
And every kiss, all is not lost.
U.S. and midnight, fantasy die together;
When the wind is cool dawn hour,
Sleep in your head blowing
I hope it shows a good day,
Eyes and heart to wish for it
Firestone satisfied for this;
Noon to make you taste the dry,
The power of involuntary control
But when you eliminate the rough night degree
Love got you any mortal guardian.
(White fly translation)
-------------------------------------------------- ------------------------------
Nameless citizens
(Dedicated to JS/07 M 378 of the marble monument of the legislation for the state)
Bureau of Statistics found that he was
Had never been accused of an official who
And all the reports about his conduct that:
Modern with an old-fashioned word meaning, he was a saint,
Because of his actions have a greater social services.
In addition to war, until his retirement
He worked in a factory, never been fired,
And his employer - Fu Ji Motor Company has always been satisfactory.
He did not refuse to join a union, do not blame the odd point of view,
Because of his union that he would pay on time,
(On his own union of our report is credible)
Our Social Psychology workers found
He was very popular with colleagues as well and enjoy a few drinks.
The press convinced him to buy a newspaper every day
And reflect on that ad above normal.
He is also the name of the insurance policy that he has bought enough insurance,
He lived a written health certificate hospital, leaving recovered.
Senior Life Institute and Department of producers have declared
He is fully aware of the benefits of hire-purchase
And has a modern man with all the necessary:
Phonograph, radio, cars, refrigerators.
We are pleased with the public opinion researchers,
He can size up the situation ask the right view:
And the usual support of peace, war go to war.
He married, in order to add the five children of the population,
We say that eugenicists parents of his generation, just right.
Our teachers report that he never interfered in their children's education.
He free? He happy? The problem is too funny:
If anything wrong, we certainly know.
(Fan-fold translation)
-------------------------------------------------- ------------------------------
A tyrant's epitaph
His pursuit of a perfect,
He created the poems are simple;
He was well aware of human folly,
And indulging in their own ships and military;
When he laughed, respectable burst out laughing courtiers also,
He cried when the kids are dead in the streets.
(Fan-fold translation)
-------------------------------------------------- ------------------------------
Take a walk
When I want to spread a scandal,
Or someone in the other end of the road
Return tool, lend books,
I chose this road, from here go there.
After the return, even if
Come meet with the footprints,
That way if the new looks are completely
I intend to do now made.
But I avoid it, when I, as
Only for a stroller walk a walk;
Which involved repeated
Can not be made to answer the doubts of its own place.
What kind of angel or devil
Ordered me to just stop at that moment?
If a kilometer and then move forward
What will happen?
No, when the soul's unrest
Invite a walk or cumulonimbus,
Roundabout route I choose
In the end it is the starting place.
This meandering footprints, take me home
I do not have to turn back
Do not have to answer
How to go far
Allows the behavior become the norm,
To meet certain ethical requirements,
Because, when I return home
I have already put the compass into that box.
Heart, afraid to leave her shell.
As in my private residence
Which public roads, and between casual
Require a hundred yards
When it was added to make
Straight into the "T", circle the "Q".
Let me no matter rain sunny
These two walks are completely known is already.
A path no one trip through the countryside,
Where the imprint does not fit my shoes,
It is like the person I love to stay,
Moreover, in looking for me.
(Fan-fold translation)
-------------------------------------------------- ------------------------------
The fall of Rome
(For Cyril Connolly)
The waves break on pier;
Wilderness on the rain
Beat an abandoned train;
Gangsters filled the cave.
Hallucinations throughout the evening dress;
Treasury agents through
Remote town sewer
Refusal to pay taxes to catch up with those who absconded.
Urging the secret magic rituals
Temple prostitutes to sleep;
All of the writers and scholars
Has an imaginary friend.
More noble and exciting card
May praise the ancient discipline,
But the muscle stiffness of the sea soldiers, rebels
Is for food and salary.
Caesar's double bed and more warm
When an insignificant clerk
In a pink official form in
Wrote, "I do not like my job."
Gift is not wealth or pity,
Red legged bird,
Squatting on their spotted eggs,
Watching each block influenza ravaged city.
Together to move elsewhere, many
Across groups of reindeer
One has a golden moss,
Silent and quick.
1940
-------------------------------------------------- ------------------------------
Winter in Brussels
Cold streets tangled like a old rope Group
Fountain is also silent silent frost
Walked up and down, do not see your face in this city
It lacks the self-proclaimed "I is kind" of character
Only a real humble people homeless and
Just like to know exactly where they are
Concentrated all their miserable fate
Winter, holding them tight, like the Opera House columns
Width of the apartment stands in the highlands people
Several windows lighted, as if the isolated country estate
Words like a truck, loaded with meaning
Contains a vision of human history
As long as fifty francs, strangers have the right to
So that the ungrateful city to send warm breast
Wang Zuoliang Translation
|