The Windhover
茶隼
To Christ our Lord
致我主基督
原作：霍普金斯
张祈 译
I caught this morningmorning's minion, king-
我捕捉到了这最初的清晨的宠臣，白昼
dom of daylight's dauphin, dapple-dawn-drawn Falcon, in his riding
之王的太子，这黎明勾勒其斑纹的鹰隼，它骑乘
Of the rolling level underneath him steady air, and striding
在那被稳定的空气托举的旋转的平面，在高处大步
High there, how he rung upon the rein of a wimpling wing
前行， 看吧，它那折叠起翼翅之缰的陶醉
In his ecstacy! then off, off forth on swing,
忘我的盘旋！接着向前，飘荡，飘荡在秋千上，
As a skate's heel sweeps smooth on bow-bend:the hurl and the gliding
就像冰鞋的后跟滑出一道弯曲的弧线：在俯冲与滑行中
Rebuffed the big wind. My heart in hiding
抗拒着大风。我的心被那只鸟儿
Stirred for a bird,--the achieve of, the mastery of the thing!
暗暗激动——去掌握那事物，去把一切完成！
Brute beauty and valour and act, oh, air, pride, plume, here
野性的美，勇猛，行动，啊，空气，骄傲，翅羽，一起在这里
Buckle! ANDthe fire that breaks from thee then, a billion
弯曲！啊，我的骑士，火光在你这儿四处飞溅，化为
Times told lovelier, more dangerous, O my chevalier!
十亿次可爱与更多危险并存的宣言！
No wonder of it: sheer plod makes plough down sillion
这不足为奇：纯粹的劳作让犁铧在犁沟中
Shine, and blue-bleak embers, ah my dear
闪烁，留下冷蓝色的灰烬，啊，我亲爱的
Fall, gall themselves, and gash gold-vermillion.
倒下，磨伤他们自己，一道深深的金红的伤口。