Roses and Rue¹

玫瑰与悲伤

by Oscar Wilde

Could we dig up this long-buried treasure,

我们可否掘起那湮灭已久的珍宝

Were it worth the pleasure,

趁它仍有欢愉的价值时

We never could learn love's song,

我们尚未知悉恋曲

We are parted too long

我们已然长久别离

Could the passionate² past that is fled

若过往的狂热逃似撤离

Call back its dead,

呼唤死灵之影

Could we live it all over again,

若我们可重拾旧梦

Were it worth the pain!

痛楚在所不惜！

I remember we used to meet

吾忆曾经时时见

By an ivied seat,

常青藤椅边

And you warbled each pretty word

汝声颤啭回旋

With the air of a bird;

与莺声调同歌

And your voice had a quaver in it,

汝音八分颤入言

Just like a linnet,

恰似红雀

And shook, as the blackbird's throat

然则战栗，如黑鹂喉音

With its last big note;

声嘹而结尾

And your eyes, they were green and grey

啊，你的眼眸，翠中带烟

Like an April day,

像一个四月天

But lit into amethyst³

忽转紫晶内含光

When I stooped and kissed;

若我俯身而亲吻

And your mouth, it would never smile

而你的双唇，从不拘言笑

For a long, long while,

时悠久远长

Then it rippled⁴ all over with laughter

然漪波涞漾于笑颜

Five minutes after.

忽而绽放

You were always afraid of a shower,

汝惧怕骤雨袭来

Just like a flower:

似一朵娇花

I remember you started and ran

吾犹记汝惊起而疾走

When the rain began.

当雨水初降

I remember I never could catch you,

吾寻思从未将汝擒擭

For no one could match you,

无人可与汝相媲美

You had wonderful, luminous⁵, fleet,

精美而明净，轻盈且飘忽

Little wings to your feet.

你的双足带有小小翅膀

I remember your hair - did I tie it?

吾铭记你的青丝——曾亲自挽起

For it always ran riot -

它们总不羁地乱跑

Like a tangled⁶ sunbeam of gold:

如一缕阳光下蓬松的金丝

These things are old.

些许陈年旧事

I remember so well the room,

吾仍记宅宇安好

And the lilac bloom

紫丁香绽满枝头

That beat at the dripping pane⁷

落花掷地有声

In the warm June rain;

在温暖的六月雨中

And the colour of your gown,

你长袍的色彩

It was amber-brown,

是琥珀褐色

And two yellow satin bows

两条明黄缎带

From the shoulders rose.

从肩胛延伸开来

And the handkerchief of French lace

带有法式花边的手帕

Which you held to your face-

——用于擦拭你的面庞

Had a small tear left a stain?

承接了细碎的泪迹

Or was it the rain?

或说那其实是雨痕？

On your hand as it waved adieu

当你手中的帕摆动起来

There were veins⁸ of blue;

有着蓝色的纹理

In your voice as it said good-bye

用你的声音说着道别的话语

Was a petulant⁹ cry,

易怒地啼哭着

"You have only wasted your life."

“你只许挥霍你的生命。”

(Ah, that was the knife!)

（啊，就是一把利刃！）

When I rushed through the garden gate

当我贸然穿过花园的大门

It was all too late.

为时已晚矣

Could we live it over again,

我们可否再重新来过

Were it worth the pain,

这值得付出痛楚的代价

Could the passionate past that is fled

惛伮的往事就这样消散吧

Call back its dead!

若回来则唯有死路

Well, if my heart must break,

嗟夫，若吾心必碎

Dear love, for your sake,

亲爱之人，仅为汝之缘由

It will break in music, I know,

将会在乐声中碎裂，我明白

Poets' hearts break so.

诗人们的心是这样堕亡的

But strange that I was not told

但奇怪的是我并未被告知

That the brain can hold

头脑可以被禁锢

In a tiny ivory cell

在一个微型的象牙牢笼

God's heaven and hell.

上帝的天堂与地狱并存