诗歌翻译中意象的改变.txt

20016 9 2 journal of xi an foreign languages university jun.2001vol.9 no.2 跭 (471003) :, , , :;跭 :h315.9 :a :1008-4703(2001)02-0049-06 , , (硰塱)( )(硰) (硰İ顱)(硰) , , , ,: how hot the scent is of the summer rose. robert graves,the cool web ,(hot)(scent), , ,跭 跭 , , ,衰 , , , , , , ,? , 彫: , , , , 1: the love we thought would never stop now cools like a congealing chop. the kisses that were hot as curry are bird-pecks taken in a hurry. İ 翧, , , İ, ,2: my little horse must think it s queer 49to stop without a farmhouse near between the woods and frozen lake the darkest evening of the year. , , , , , , , 跭 跭, , , 3: , , from a pot of wine among the flowers i drank alone.there was no one with me till, raising my cup, i asked the bright moon to bring me my shadow and make us three. witter bynner ,4: 顷 a fair girl draws the blind aside and sadly sits with drooping head giles ,giles head, ,fletcher: my lady has rolled up the curtains of pearl, and sit with a frown on her eyebrows apart. , : 1), ,5: , , ,! , ,? here, south of the yangzi, grows a red orange tree. all winter long its leaves are green, not because of a warmer soil, but because its nature is used to the cold. though it might serve your honourable guests, you leave it here, far below mountain and river. circumstance governs destiny. cause and effect are an infinite cycle. you plant your peach-trees and your plums, you forget the shade from this other tree. witter bynner , bynner,mountain and river 2), ,6: , in gala robes she comes down from her cham- ber into her courtyard, enclosure of spring. , red chamber,chamber 7: , still can t swallow food and drink, i m choked with tears. mirror, mirror on the wall, tell me it s not true: do i look so thin and pale, do i look so blue? david hawks , , ,hawksmirror 503), 滻,8: , ,硣 桶 the sand below the border-mountain lies like snow, and the moon like frost beyond the city-wall, and someone somewhere, playing a flute, has made the soldiers homesick all night long. witter bynner 塱,bynner 滻the border-mountain( )9: , 衷 but rebels beat their war drums, making the earth quake andsong of rainbow skirt and coat of feathersbreak. , rebels()10: , 粻, my eagerness chases the sun and the moon. i number the days till i reach home. the winds of autumn they wait not for me, but hurry on thither where i would be. fletcher 硰, ,硱fletcher ,11: 趼, 衷 1.a taoist sorcerer came to the palace door, skilled to summon the spirit from the other shore. 2. by chance there came a wandering priest, was steeped in magic lore, w. j. b fletcher 趼 , 1) , , , (normalizing)12: the fog comes on little cat feet. , 13: but we have speech, to chill the angry day, and speech, to dull the rose s cruel scent. r. graves: the cool web ,the angry daycruel scent , :,; 嵭廨 嵭: , ,嵭 14: for precious friends hid in death s dateless night. william shakespeare: sonnet xxx 1. 2. death s dateless night, 1, 21 : İ () 翧, 51() 2) ,贫, , , , 15: he asks why i perch in the green jade hills. , , ,live;perch, ,4: , , , obatatwitching her moth eyebrows , : 16: ,! 1.why laugh when they fall asleep drunk on the sand? how many soldiers ever come home? witter bynner 2.don t laugh when we lay drunken on the battle ground! how many warriors ever come back safe and sound? , ,1洦 217: , 1.still at the front, iron armour is worn and battered thin, and here at home food-sticks are made of jade tears.witter bynner , ,tearstear drops,: 2.in coats of mail they ve served so long on the frontiers, since they left home their wives have shed streams of impearled tears. , jade, ,塣 衷18: , ,滨 , jade,splendid chamber/hall delicate face 3) , 19: , , jenynsof old times swallows flew before the halls of wang and hsieh, ,bynner : grass has run wild now by the bridge of red- birds; and swallows wings, at sunset, in blacktail row where once they visited great homes, dip among doorways of the poor. great homes 20: ,? , you wish to go, and yet your robe i hold. where are you goine-tell me, dear-today? your late returning does not anger me, but that another steal your heart away. w. j. b fletcher , , , , ,羰 524), , 21: , , , , : see, when spring draws to a close and flowers fall, this is the season when beauty must ebb and fade the day that spring takes wing and beauty fades who will care for the fallen blossoms or the dead maid? beauty22: , 衷 , ,bynner: the men of the army stopped, not one of them would stir till under their horses hoofs they might trample those moth-eyebrows , , , the dainty-browed beloved one, before the horse men dies. 23:, 衷 ,bynner if she but turned her head and smiled, there were cast a hundred spells, /and the powder and paint of the six palaces faded into nothing, ,: turning her head, she smiled so sweet and full of grace, that she outshone in six palaces the fairest face. 24:, 衷 from the soil along the mawei slope, under which was buried that memory, that anguish. where was her jade-white face?witter bynner ,witter bynner , , 5), , 仯, ,sweet as a lily or a rose25: , 衷 .it was early spring. they bathed her in the flower pure pool, which warmed and smoothed the creamy-tinted crystal of her skin.witter bynner , , ,bynner creamy-tinted crystal of her skin, 26: john, anderson, my jo, john, when we were first acquent, your locks, were like the raven, your bonnie brow was brent. robert burns 1. john anderson,İjohn, , , 2.,İ, , , , , , 53, , 26 , ,brent 27: ,紵 1.if i speak in a low voice no one will hear me. ah! the chilly north wind is blowing. chirsty 2. my whispered prayer might not be heard of men. the north wind s fingers at my girdle tore.fletcher 1, ch