John Keats - Keen, Fitful Gusts are Whisp’ring Here and There 汉译

Keen, fitful gusts are whisp’ring here and there

Among the bushes half leafless, and dry;

The stars look very cold about the sky,

And I have many miles on foot to fare.

Yet feel I little of the cool bleak air,

Or of the dead leaves rustling drearily,

Or of those silver lamps that burn on high,

Or of the distance from home’s pleasant lair:

For I am birmfull of the friendleness

That in a little cottage I have found;

Of fair-hair’d Milton’s eloquent distress,

And all his love for gentle Lycid drown’d;

Of lovely Laura in her light green dress,

And faithful Petrarch gloriously crown’d.

                          October 1816.

“阵阵寒风”

J·济慈

阵阵寒风在丛林里低吟，

树木的叶子半已剥落，枯凋，

天空的星斗看来那样冷峭，

而我还有很多英里路躜行。

可是，我一点都没感到寒意，

也没想到枯叶的飒飒响声，

或是天空中的盏盏银灯，

或是返家的遥远的距离：

因为我洋溢着友情的温暖，

是在一间小村屋里，我看到——

金发的密尔顿内心的忧烦，

为淹死的李西德情辞滔滔；

可爱的劳拉穿着浅绿长衫，

忠实的彼特拉克冠戴荣耀。

                  1816年10月