托马斯·哈代(ThomasHardy)诗歌选1

　　 " The Shadow on the Stone

　　 I went by the Druid stone

　　 That broods in the garden white and lone,

　　 And I stopped and looked at the shifting shadows

　　 That at some moments fall thereon

　　 From the tree hard by with a rhythmic swing,

　　 And they shaped in my imagining

　　 To the shade that a well-known head and shoulders

　　 Threw there when she was gardening.

　　 I thought her behind my back,

　　 Yea, her I long had learned to lack,

　　 And I said: "I am sure you are standing behind me,

　　 Though how do you get into this old track?"

　　 And there was no sound but the fall of a leaf

　　 As a sad response; and to keep down my grief

　　 I would not turn my head to discover

　　 That there was nothing in my belief.

　　 Yet I wanted to look and see

　　 That nobody stood at the back of me;

　　 But I thought once more: "Nay, I'll not unvision

　　 A shape which, somehow, there may be."

　　 So I went on softly from the glade,

　　 And left her behind me throwing her shade,

　　 As she were indeed an apparition-

　　 My head unturned lest my dream should fade.

　　 踪影

　　 我漫步经过一块石碑

　　 它晶莹而又孤零零立在花园中,

　　 我停步注视着

　　 碑上移动的树影,

　　 树枝在有节奏的摆动。

　　 在我的想象里,

　　 影子化作我熟悉的头和双肩,

　　 是她在园中操作的身影。

　　 我想准是她站在我的背后,

　　 我久已失去她的音容。

　　 我说:"我知道你在我背后,

　　 可你怎么到这常来的旧径?"

　　 寂然无语,只有凄凉的落叶声。

　　 我抑制住我的悲哀,

　　 我不愿回过头去,

　　 怕看不到一个人影。

　　 可是我又想看个分明,

　　 看背后有否人踪。

　　 但我又想:"可不能使这一形象消失,

　　 她就在我身后也很可能。"

　　 我悄悄离开花园,

　　 留下她的身影在我背后,

　　 她好象真是一个幻影,

　　 我头也不回,怕我的梦消失无踪。

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