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英譯唐詩精選（一）
蕭律師執筆
最近讀了一本由香港大學客座副教授 何中堅翻譯的《唐詩202首》，其中絕大部份是收錄在《唐詩三百首》內的名篇。
香港大學 鄒廣榮教授稱此書 “採用完全創新手法，以英語重塑202首家傳廣曉的唐詩…….. 此譯本獨特之處，在於英譯詩篇與原詩以同一樣的方式押韻，令譯本如同原詩一樣優美及富音樂感。” 香港中文大學翻譯系 陳善偉教授評 “此譯本將最膾炙人口的唐詩押韻譯出及注釋，並且成功重塑原詩句 語音、語義、詞藻及格調上美妙傳神之處。”
譯本以腳註解釋人名、地名、傳說、典故、隱喻及背景，盼助讀者理解及欣賞詩句。問題是中國古代詩的用典，即使中國人如非有深厚文學及歷史根底，也不容易掌握其意涵；西方讀者如非有 宇文所安Stephen Owen的水平，恐也難明。
202首中，我選十份之一，各家較少用典者各一首，分兩期刊出以供分享。
楓橋夜泊 張繼
月落烏啼霜满天，
江楓漁火對愁眠。
姑蘇城外寒山寺，
夜半鐘聲到客船。
Mooring by the Maple Bridge at Night Zhang Ji
The moon’s setting amid the caws of crows,
the sky frosted over in whole;
Fronting riveside maple
and fishing fires lies a sad soul.
The Cold Mountain Temple
is outside the Gusu City –
To the guest boat comes its midnight toll.
黄鶴樓送孟浩然之廣陵 李白
故人西辭黃鶴樓，
煙花三月下揚州。
孤帆遠影碧空盡，
惟見長江天際流。
Seeing Meng Haoran Off at Yellow Crane Tower Li Bai
My dear friend, on the west side of
Yellow Crane Tower you bid me adieu:
Amid the third month’s mist and flowers,
downstream to Yangzhou you go.
Into the blue horizon,
the distant shadow of a lone sail vanishes;
Towards the sky,
only the Yangtze River is seen to flow.
黃鶴樓 崔顥
昔人已乘黃鶴去，
此地空餘黄鶴樓。
黄鶴一去不復返，
白雲千載空悠悠。
晴川歷歷漢陽樹，
芳英萋萋鸚鵡洲。
日暮鄉關何處是?
煙波江上使人愁。
Yellow Crane Tower Cui Hao
Gone was the sage riding a yellow crane:
The Yellow Crane Tower is all that remained.
Never did the Yellow Crane return:
For a thousand years, white clouds waited in vain.
So vivid are the Yangtze and
the trees of Hanyang in the sun;
So lush the sweet grass on the Parrots Domain.
Where’s my hometown, now dusk is near?
On this misty river, sorrows reign.
旅夜書懷 杜甫
細草微風岸，
危檣獨夜舟。
星垂平星闊，
月湧大江流。
名豈文章著，
官應老病休。
飄飄何所似？
天地一沙鷗。
Thoughts on a Night Journey Du Fu
Amid slender grass and
light breeze by the shore,
At night, is moored a tall-mast solitary sampan.
Above the big rolling river, the moon surges;
Over the boundless wild, the stars hang.
One shouldn’t come to fame
by virtue of his writings:
Old and sick, my retirement I should plan.
Drifting endlessly, what do I resemble?
A lone gull in between the sky and the land.
登柳州城樓寄漳汀封連四州刺史 柳宗元
城上高樓接大荒，
海天愁思正茫茫。
驚風亂颭芙蓉水，
密雨斜侵薜荔牆。
嶺樹重遠千里目，
江流曲似九迴腸。
共來百越文身地，
猶自音書滯一鄉。
Climbing the Liuzhou City Tower, a Poem Sent to the Prefects of
Zhangzhou, Dingzhou, Fengzhou and Liangzhou
The tower on the city wall
adjourns the vast wilderness;
Endless are the sea and sky…
and the melancholy thoughts in my mind.
The scary wind
rocks the lotus-laden water;
The heavy rain
strikes the wall that’s vined.
Dense are the trees on the mountain ridge
blocking a thousand-mile view;
Like entrails, the rivers twist and wind.
We’ve all come to Bai Yue where
the people have tattoed bodies;
Blocked off from letters and news,
we’re each stuck in a village assigned.
鳥鳴澗 王維
人閒桂花落，
夜静春山空。
月出驚山鳥，
時鳴春澗中。
Bird-Sing Brook Wang Wei
I’m at leisure as cassia flowers fall;
Still is the night
in the empty mountain of spring.
The rising moon
startles mountain birds:
At times, by the spring brook they sing.
秋夕 杜牧
銀燭秋光冷畫屏，
輕羅小扇撲流螢。
天階夜色涼如水，
卧看牽牛織女星。
Autumn Evening Du Mu
By the cold painted screen, silvery candles
flicker in autumn moonlight.
She hits at drifting fireflies,
with a silken fan small and light.
Cool as water is the night by the palace steps;
She lies down and both the Cowherd
and Weaver Girl come in sight.
出塞 王之渙
黄河遠上白雲間，
一片孤城萬仭山。
𦍑笛何須怨楊柳，
春風不度玉門關。
Beyond the Frontier Wang Zhihuan
The Yellow River climbs
to the white clouds, far, far away;
Amid towering mountain,
a solitary city stays.
Why should the Tartar flute play
“Bemoaning the Willows”.
Never would the spring breezes
cross the Yu Men Gateway.
錦瑟 李商隱
錦瑟無端五十絃，
一絃一柱思華年。
莊生曉夢迷蝴蝶，
望帝春心托杜鵑。
滄海月明珠有淚，
藍田日暖玉生煙。
此情可待成追憶，
只是當時已惘然。
The Ornate Zither Li Shangyin
For no reason,
the ornate zither has fifty strings;
Each string with its fret
evokes recollection of a youthful spring.
Zhuangzi was baffled
by his dawn dream of being a butterfly;
The cuckoo was entrusted
with the tender soul of a king.
In the green sea under a bright moon,
tears would turn into pearls;
In Lantian under a warm sun,
rising mists the jade would bring.
Such feeling may be left to memories –
Only at the time it was a puzzling thing.
江村即事 司空曙
釣罷歸來不繫船，
江村月落正堪眠。
縱然一夜風吹去，
只在蘆花淺水邊。
At Jiang Village Sikong Shu
Back from fishing,
my boat I didn’t tie.
The moon was setting over Jiang Village –
the best time in bed to lie.
Though drifting in the wind overnight,
Still I’m by the shallow water’s edge
with reed flowers nearby.