by Oscar Wilde 奧斯卡?王爾德
In the glad springtime when leaves were green,
在歡愉的春天，樹葉已是一片蔥綠，
O merrily the throstle sings!
哦，畫眉鳥快樂地歌唱！
I sought, amid the tangled sheen,
在紛亂的光亮里，我尋找
Love whom mine eyes had never seen,
我的眼睛從不曾見過的愛人，
O the glad dove has golden wings!
哦，快樂的鴿子有金色的翅膀！
Between the blossoms red and white,
在競相開放的白花與紅花叢中，
O merrily the throstle sings!
哦，畫眉鳥快樂地歌唱！
My love first came into my sight,
我的愛人初次進入我的視線，
O perfect vision of delight,
哦，欣悅之完美的幻影，
O the glad dove has golden wings!
哦，快樂的鴿子有金色的翅膀！
The yellow apples glowed like fire,
橙黃的蘋果像火焰一樣閃爍，
O merrily the throstle sings!
哦，畫眉鳥快樂地歌唱！
O Love too great for lip or lyre,
哦，嘴唇與豎琴都難以描述如此偉大的愛，
Blown rose of love and of desire,
愛情與欲望的玫瑰已經(jīng)盛開，
O the glad dove has golden wings!
哦，快樂的鴿子有金色的翅膀。
But now with snow the tree is grey,
可如今雪花降臨，樹木已成灰色，
Ah, sadly now the throstle sings!
啊，畫眉鳥唱得如此憂傷！
My love is dead: ah! well-a-day,
我的愛人死去：啊，天不佑我，
See at her silent feet I lay
看啊，我躺在她安靜的腳踝旁，
A dove with broken wings!
一只折斷了翅膀的鴿子！
Ah, Love! ah, Love! that thou wert slain –
啊，愛人！啊，愛人！你慘遭毒手——
Fond Dove, fond Dove return again!
溫柔的鴿子，溫柔的鴿子，回來吧！
Magdalen College, Oxford
牛津，莫德林學院
