双语读诗|How Many Bards Gild the Lap

                            John Keats 约翰·济慈

How many bards gild the lapses of time!

多少诗人把光阴镀成了黄金！

A few of them have ever been the food

诗杰的神品永远是我的幻想

Of my delighted fancy - I could brood

得到哺育的养料，美妙的诗章

Over their beauties, earthly, or sublime:

或美好，或崇高，使我深思，默吟：

And often, when I sit me down to rhyme,

时常，当我坐下来神驰于诗韵，

These will in throngs before my mind intrude:

那些华章便簇拥进我的心乡：

But no confusion, no disturbance rude

但它们并不会引起刺耳的扰攘，

Do they occasion; ‘tis a pleasing chime.

只是和谐地汇成动听的乐章。

So the unnumbered sounds that evening store;

仿佛积聚在黄昏的无数声响：

The songs of birds - the whispering of the leaves,

鸟儿歌唱，树叶飒飒地絮语，

The voice of waters, the great bell that heaves

流水潺潺，洪钟沉重地叩出

With solemn sound, - and thousand others more,

庄严的声音，还有那来自远方

That distance of recognizance bereaves,

难以辨认的千种鸣响，合奏出

Make pleasing music, and not wild uproar.

绝妙的音乐，而不是聒噪喧嚷。