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Selected poems：《草葉集：惠特曼詩選》
書名：草葉集：惠特曼詩選
作者：沃爾特．惠特曼（Walt Whitman）
譯者：李野光
出版社：譯林出版社
出版日期：2024/11
《草葉集》是美國詩人惠特曼的代表作，是美國文學史上第一部具有美國民族氣派和民族風格的詩集。它開創了一代詩風，從內容到形式都顛覆了在這之前美國詩人們遵循的歐洲詩歌的創作模式，對美國詩壇產生了很大的影響。《草葉集：惠特曼詩選》由惠特曼研究專家、詩歌翻譯家李野光遴選精華篇目，傳神移譯。豪放大氣、汪洋恣肆、樸實粗獷的語言，再現了那個時代美國的勃勃生氣。詩歌語言接近口語，生動易懂，節奏鮮明。
〈卷首題詩〉
來吧，我的靈魂說，
讓我們為我的肉體寫下這樣的詩，
（因為我們是一體，）
以便我，要是死後無形地回來，
或者離此很遠很遠，在別的天地裡，
在那裡向某些同伙
再繼續歌唱時，
（和著大地的土壤，樹木，天風，
和激蕩的海水，）
我可以永遠欣慰地唱下去，
永遠永遠地承認這些是我的詩——
因為我首先在此時此地，
代表肉體和靈魂，
給它們簽下我的名字。
Walt Whitman
Come, said my Soul
Such verses for my Body let us write, (for we are one,)
That should I after death invisibly return,
Or, long, long hence, in other spheres,
There to some group of mates the chants resuming,
(Tallying Earth’s soil, trees, winds, tumultuous waves,)
Ever with pleas’d smiles I may keep on,
Ever and ever yet the verses owning — as, first, I here and now,
Signing for Soul and Body, set to them my name,
Walt Whitman
〈我自己之歌〉
1
我贊美我自己，歌唱我自己，
我所承擔的一切你也得承擔起來，
因為屬於我的每一個原子都同樣屬於你。
我閒游，邀請我的靈魂一起，
我悠閒地俯身觀察一片夏天的草葉。
我的舌頭，我血液中的每個原子，都由這泥土這空氣所構成，
我生在這裡，我的父母生在這裡，他們的父母也生在這裡，
我如今三十七歲，身體完全健康，開始歌唱。
希望不停地唱下去，直到死亡。
教條和學派先不去管，
暫且退回來，滿足於它們的現狀，可是決不能忘了，
我一昧懷抱自然，我允許無所顧忌地述說自然，
以原始的活力，誰也不能阻攔。
I celebrate myself, and sing myself,
And what I assume you shall assume,
For every atom belonging to me as good belongs to you.
I loafe and invite my soul,
I lean and loafe at my ease observing a spear of summer grass.
My tongue, every atom of my blood, form’d from this soil, this air,
Born here of parents born here from parents the same, and their parents the same,
I, now thirty-seven years old in perfect health begin,
Hoping to cease not till death.
Creeds and schools in abeyance,
Retiring back a while sufficed at what they are, but never forgotten,
I harbor for good or bad, I permit to speak at every hazard,
Nature without check with original energy.
5
我相信你，我的靈魂，那另一個我決不向你屈就，
而你也決不屈從那另一個。
跟我在草地上閒游，把你喉嚨裡的塞子拔掉，
我要的不是言語，不是音樂或韻律，不是習俗或演講，哪怕它們最好也不要，
我只喜歡安靜，你那有節制的聲音的低吟。
……
I believe in you my soul, the other I am must not abase itself to you,
And you must not be abased to the other.
Loafe with me on the grass, loose the stop from your throat,
Not words, not music or rhyme I want, not custom or lecture, not even the best,
Only the lull I like, the hum of your valvèd voice.
…
21
我是肉體的詩人，我也是靈魂的詩人，
天堂的歡樂和我在一起，地獄的痛苦也和我在一起，
我把前者嫁接在我身上並使之增殖，我把後者譯成新的言語。
我是男人的詩人，也同樣是女人的詩人，
而且我說做個女人也像做個男人一樣偉大，
而且我說世界上沒有什麼能大過人的母親。
我唱著擴張或驕傲的歌，
我們已經低頭和求饒得夠了，
我指出宏偉只不過是發展的結果。
你超越了其餘的人嗎？難道你是總統？
那沒有什麼，我們每個人都不只到達那裡，還繼續前進。
我是那個同溫柔的、生長著的夜一起行走的人，
我呼喚著被黑夜半抱著的大地和海洋。
……
I am the poet of the Body and I am the poet of the Soul,
The pleasures of heaven are with me and the pains of hell are with me,
The first I graft and increase upon myself, the latter I translate into a new tongue.
I am the poet of the woman the same as the man,
And I say it is as great to be a woman as to be a man,
And I say there is nothing greater than the mother of men.
I chant the chant of dilation or pride,
We have had ducking and deprecating about enough,
I show that size is only development.
Have you outstript the rest? are you the President?
It is a trifle, they will more than arrive there every one, and still pass on.
I am he that walks with the tender and growing night,
I call to the earth and sea half-held by the night.
33
空間和時間啊，如今我發現我所猜想的都對了，
我在草地上閒游時所猜想的，
我獨自躺在床上時所猜想的，
以及我在凌晨逐漸暗淡的星光下散步於海灘時所猜想的，都一一證實了。
我的羈絆和鎮壓物離開了我，我的兩肘擱在海灣裡，
我繞著層巒起伏的山巔，我的手掌覆蓋著大地諸洲，
我是憑我的幻想在周遊。
……
Space and Time! now I see it is true, what I guessd at,
What I guessd when I loafd on the grass,
What I guessd while I lay alone in my bed,
And again as I walkd the beach under the paling stars of the morning.
My ties and ballasts leave me, my elbows rest in sea-gaps,
I skirt sierras, my palms cover continents,
I am afoot with my vision.
…
51
過去和現今凋謝了——我充實了它們，又掏空了它們，
還要去充實我那未來的第二層。
站在那邊的諦聽者呀！你有什麼秘密要告訴我？
請細看我的臉，當我嗅出黃昏在挨近，
（老實說吧，沒別人聽你，我也只再逗留一分鐘。）
我自相矛盾嗎？
那很好，我就自相矛盾，
（我博大寬廣，我包羅萬象。）
我專心注意近處的人們，我坐在門檻上等著。
誰做完了他當日的工作？誰將最快吃完他的晚餐？
誰願意同我去外面遛遛？
在我離開之前你要說話嗎？難道你要等到已經太晚了的時候？
The past and present wilt—I have filld them, emptied them.
And proceed to fill my next fold of the future.
Listener up there! what have you to confide to me?
Look in my face while I snuff the sidle of evening,
(Talk honestly, no one else hears you, and I stay only a minute
longer.)
Do I contradict myself?
Very well then I contradict myself,
(I am large, I contain multitudes.)
I concentrate toward them that are nigh, I wait on the door-slab.
Who has done his days work? who will soonest be through with his supper?
Who wishes to walk with me?
Will you speak before I am gone? will you prove already too late?
[原文參考資料]
https://whitmanarchive.org/published/LG/1891/poems/27
Song of Myself
書名：草葉集：惠特曼詩選
作者：沃爾特．惠特曼（Walt Whitman）
譯者：李野光
出版社：譯林出版社
出版日期：2024/11
《草葉集》是美國詩人惠特曼的代表作，是美國文學史上第一部具有美國民族氣派和民族風格的詩集。它開創了一代詩風，從內容到形式都顛覆了在這之前美國詩人們遵循的歐洲詩歌的創作模式，對美國詩壇產生了很大的影響。《草葉集：惠特曼詩選》由惠特曼研究專家、詩歌翻譯家李野光遴選精華篇目，傳神移譯。豪放大氣、汪洋恣肆、樸實粗獷的語言，再現了那個時代美國的勃勃生氣。詩歌語言接近口語，生動易懂，節奏鮮明。
〈卷首題詩〉
來吧，我的靈魂說，
讓我們為我的肉體寫下這樣的詩，
（因為我們是一體，）
以便我，要是死後無形地回來，
或者離此很遠很遠，在別的天地裡，
在那裡向某些同伙
再繼續歌唱時，
（和著大地的土壤，樹木，天風，
和激蕩的海水，）
我可以永遠欣慰地唱下去，
永遠永遠地承認這些是我的詩——
因為我首先在此時此地，
代表肉體和靈魂，
給它們簽下我的名字。
Walt Whitman
Come, said my Soul
Such verses for my Body let us write, (for we are one,)
That should I after death invisibly return,
Or, long, long hence, in other spheres,
There to some group of mates the chants resuming,
(Tallying Earth’s soil, trees, winds, tumultuous waves,)
Ever with pleas’d smiles I may keep on,
Ever and ever yet the verses owning — as, first, I here and now,
Signing for Soul and Body, set to them my name,
Walt Whitman
〈我自己之歌〉
1
我贊美我自己，歌唱我自己，
我所承擔的一切你也得承擔起來，
因為屬於我的每一個原子都同樣屬於你。
我閒游，邀請我的靈魂一起，
我悠閒地俯身觀察一片夏天的草葉。
我的舌頭，我血液中的每個原子，都由這泥土這空氣所構成，
我生在這裡，我的父母生在這裡，他們的父母也生在這裡，
我如今三十七歲，身體完全健康，開始歌唱。
希望不停地唱下去，直到死亡。
教條和學派先不去管，
暫且退回來，滿足於它們的現狀，可是決不能忘了，
我一昧懷抱自然，我允許無所顧忌地述說自然，
以原始的活力，誰也不能阻攔。
I celebrate myself, and sing myself,
And what I assume you shall assume,
For every atom belonging to me as good belongs to you.
I loafe and invite my soul,
I lean and loafe at my ease observing a spear of summer grass.
My tongue, every atom of my blood, form’d from this soil, this air,
Born here of parents born here from parents the same, and their parents the same,
I, now thirty-seven years old in perfect health begin,
Hoping to cease not till death.
Creeds and schools in abeyance,
Retiring back a while sufficed at what they are, but never forgotten,
I harbor for good or bad, I permit to speak at every hazard,
Nature without check with original energy.
5
我相信你，我的靈魂，那另一個我決不向你屈就，
而你也決不屈從那另一個。
跟我在草地上閒游，把你喉嚨裡的塞子拔掉，
我要的不是言語，不是音樂或韻律，不是習俗或演講，哪怕它們最好也不要，
我只喜歡安靜，你那有節制的聲音的低吟。
……
I believe in you my soul, the other I am must not abase itself to you,
And you must not be abased to the other.
Loafe with me on the grass, loose the stop from your throat,
Not words, not music or rhyme I want, not custom or lecture, not even the best,
Only the lull I like, the hum of your valvèd voice.
…
21
我是肉體的詩人，我也是靈魂的詩人，
天堂的歡樂和我在一起，地獄的痛苦也和我在一起，
我把前者嫁接在我身上並使之增殖，我把後者譯成新的言語。
我是男人的詩人，也同樣是女人的詩人，
而且我說做個女人也像做個男人一樣偉大，
而且我說世界上沒有什麼能大過人的母親。
我唱著擴張或驕傲的歌，
我們已經低頭和求饒得夠了，
我指出宏偉只不過是發展的結果。
你超越了其餘的人嗎？難道你是總統？
那沒有什麼，我們每個人都不只到達那裡，還繼續前進。
我是那個同溫柔的、生長著的夜一起行走的人，
我呼喚著被黑夜半抱著的大地和海洋。
……
I am the poet of the Body and I am the poet of the Soul,
The pleasures of heaven are with me and the pains of hell are with me,
The first I graft and increase upon myself, the latter I translate into a new tongue.
I am the poet of the woman the same as the man,
And I say it is as great to be a woman as to be a man,
And I say there is nothing greater than the mother of men.
I chant the chant of dilation or pride,
We have had ducking and deprecating about enough,
I show that size is only development.
Have you outstript the rest? are you the President?
It is a trifle, they will more than arrive there every one, and still pass on.
I am he that walks with the tender and growing night,
I call to the earth and sea half-held by the night.
33
空間和時間啊，如今我發現我所猜想的都對了，
我在草地上閒游時所猜想的，
我獨自躺在床上時所猜想的，
以及我在凌晨逐漸暗淡的星光下散步於海灘時所猜想的，都一一證實了。
我的羈絆和鎮壓物離開了我，我的兩肘擱在海灣裡，
我繞著層巒起伏的山巔，我的手掌覆蓋著大地諸洲，
我是憑我的幻想在周遊。
……
Space and Time! now I see it is true, what I guessd at,
What I guessd when I loafd on the grass,
What I guessd while I lay alone in my bed,
And again as I walkd the beach under the paling stars of the morning.
My ties and ballasts leave me, my elbows rest in sea-gaps,
I skirt sierras, my palms cover continents,
I am afoot with my vision.
…
51
過去和現今凋謝了——我充實了它們，又掏空了它們，
還要去充實我那未來的第二層。
站在那邊的諦聽者呀！你有什麼秘密要告訴我？
請細看我的臉，當我嗅出黃昏在挨近，
（老實說吧，沒別人聽你，我也只再逗留一分鐘。）
我自相矛盾嗎？
那很好，我就自相矛盾，
（我博大寬廣，我包羅萬象。）
我專心注意近處的人們，我坐在門檻上等著。
誰做完了他當日的工作？誰將最快吃完他的晚餐？
誰願意同我去外面遛遛？
在我離開之前你要說話嗎？難道你要等到已經太晚了的時候？
The past and present wilt—I have filld them, emptied them.
And proceed to fill my next fold of the future.
Listener up there! what have you to confide to me?
Look in my face while I snuff the sidle of evening,
(Talk honestly, no one else hears you, and I stay only a minute
longer.)
Do I contradict myself?
Very well then I contradict myself,
(I am large, I contain multitudes.)
I concentrate toward them that are nigh, I wait on the door-slab.
Who has done his days work? who will soonest be through with his supper?
Who wishes to walk with me?
Will you speak before I am gone? will you prove already too late?
[原文參考資料]
https://whitmanarchive.org/published/LG/1891/poems/27
Song of Myself
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