不求回报的爱 — 泰戈尔诗两首
泰戈尔诗歌欣赏...
Servant：
Have mercy upon your servant，my queen！
Queen：
The assembly is over and my servants are all gone. Why do you come at this late hour？
Servant：
When you have finished with others，that is my time. I come to ask what remains for your last servant to do.
Queen：
What can you expect when it is too late？
Servant：
Make me the gardener of your flower garden.
仆人：请对您的仆人开恩吧，我的女王！
女王：集会已经开过，我的仆人们都走了。你为什么来得这么晚呢？
仆人：您同别人谈过以后，就是我的时间了。我来问有什么剩余的工作，好让您的最末一个仆人去做。
女王：在这么晚的时间你还想做什么呢？
仆人：让我做您花园里的园丁吧。
Queen：
What folly is this？
Servant:
I will give up my other work.
I throw my swords and lances down in the dust.
Do not send me to distant courts；
do not bid me under take new conquests.
But make me the gardener of your flower garden.
女王：
这是什么傻想头呢？
仆人:
我要搁下别的工作。
我把我的剑矛扔在尘土里。
不要差遣我去遥远的宫廷；
不要命令我做新的征讨。
只求您让我做花园里的园丁。
Queen：
What will your dutiesbe？
Servant：
The service of your idle days.
I will keep fresh the grassy path where you walk in the morning，where your feet will be greeted with praise at every step by the flowers eager for death.
I will swing you in a swing among the branches of the saptaparna，where the early evening moon will struggle to kiss your skirt through the leaves.
I will replenish with scented oil the lamp that burns by your bedside，and decorate your footstool with sandaland saffron paste in wondrous designs.
女王：
你的职责是什么呢？
仆人：
为您闲散的日子服务。
我要保持您晨兴散步的草径清爽新鲜，您每一移步将有甘于就死的繁花以赞颂来欢迎您的双足。
我将在七叶树的枝间推送您的秋千；向晚的月亮将挣扎着从叶隙里吻您的衣裙。
我将在您床边的灯盏里添满香油，我将用檀香和番红花膏在您脚垫上涂画上美妙的花样。
Queen：
What will you have for your reward？
Servant:
To be allowed to hold your little fists like tender lotus-buds and slip flower chains over your wrists；
to tinge the soles of your feet with the redjuice of as koka petals and kiss away the speck of dust that may chanceto linger there.
女王：
你要什么酬报呢？
仆人：
只要您允许我像握着嫩柔的菡萏一般地握住您的小拳，把花串套上您的纤腕；
允许我用无忧花的红汁来染你的脚底，以亲吻来拂去那偶然留在那里的尘埃。
Queen：Your prayers are granted，my servant，your will be the gardener of my flower garden.
女王：你的祈求被接受了，我的仆人，你将是我花园里的园丁。
O mother，
the young Prince is to pass by our door，
——how can I attend to my work this morning？
Show me how to braid up my hair；
tell me what garment to put on.
Why do you look at me amazed，mother？
呵，母亲，
年轻的王子要从我们门前走过，
——今天早晨我哪有心思干活呢？
教给我怎样挽发；
告诉我应该穿哪件衣裳。
你为什么惊讶地望着我呢，母亲？
I know well he will not glance up once at my window；
I know he will pass out of my sight in the twinkling of an eye；
only the vanishing strain of the flute will come sobbing to me from a far.
But the young Prince will pass by our door，
and I will put on my best for the moment.
我深知他不会仰视我的窗户；
我知道一刹那间他就要走出我的视线以外；
只有那残电的笛声将从远处向我呜咽。
但是那年轻的王子将从我们门前走过，
这时节我要穿上我最好的衣裳。
O mother，
the young Prince did pass by our door，
and the morning sun flashed from his chariot.
I swept aside the veil from my face，
I tore the ruby chain from my neck and flung it in his path.
Why do you look at me amazed，mother？
呵，母亲，
年轻的王子已经从我们门前走过了，
从他的车辇里射出朝日的金光。
我从脸上掠开面纱，
我从颈上扯下红玉的颈环，
扔在他走来的路上。
你为什么惊讶地望着我呢，母亲？
I know well he did not pick up my chain；
I know it was crushed under his wheels leaving a red stain upon the dust，
and no one knows what my gift was nor to whom.
But the young Prince did pass by our door，
and I flung the jewel from my breast before his path.
我深知他没有拾起我的颈环；
我知道它在他的轮下碾碎了，
在尘土上留下了红斑，
但是那年轻的王子曾经从我们门前走过，
我也曾经把我胸前的珍宝丢在他走来的路上了。
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