失窃的孩子

《失窃的孩子》（英语：The Stolen Child）是爱尔兰诗人威廉·巴特勒·叶芝所创作的诗，收录于1889年的《苇间风》（The Wanderings of Oisin and Other Poems）。

内容

Where dips the rocky highland

Of Sleuth Wood in the lake,

There lies a leafy island

Where flapping herons wake

The drowsy water rats;

There we've hid our faery vats,

Full of berrys

And of reddest stolen cherries.

Come away, O human child!

To the waters and the wild

With a faery, hand in hand.

For the world's more full of weeping than you can understand.

Where the wave of moonlight glosses

The dim gray sands with light,

Far off by furthest Rosses

We foot it all the night,

Weaving olden dances

Mingling hands and mingling glances

Till the moon has taken flight;

To and fro we leap

And chase the frothy bubbles,

While the world is full of troubles

And anxious in its sleep.

Come away, O human child!

To the waters and the wild

With a faery, hand in hand,

For the world's more full of weeping than you can understand.

Where the wandering water gushes

From the hills above Glen-Car,

In pools among the rushes

That scarce could bathe a star,

We seek for slumbering trout

And whispering in their ears

Give them unquiet dreams;

Leaning softly out

From ferns that drop their tears

Over the young streams.

Come away, O human child!

To the waters and the wild

With a faery, hand in hand,

For the world's more full of weeping than you can understand.

Away with us he's going,

The solemn-eyed -

He'll hear no more the lowing

Of the calves on the warm hillside

Or the kettle on the hob

Sing peace into his breast,

Or see the brown mice bob

Round and round the oatmeal chest

For he comes the human child

To the waters and the wild

With a faery, hand in hand

From a world more full of weeping than he can understand

中译

那儿，一座绿荫的小岛上苍鹭振翅，

惊醒了恹恹的河鼠；

那儿，我们在魔桶里藏进了满满的浆果，

还有偷来的红艳艳的樱桃。

来吧，人间的孩子，

到水边和荒野里来吧，

和一个精灵手牵手吧，

这世上哭声太多，你不懂呀。

那儿，有月光如波浪般跳动，

幽暗的沙滩罩着迷濛的彩色，

在最远最远的玫瑰园里有我们整夜整夜的步履。

我们交织着古老的舞步，

双手和眼神也交错如旋舞，

直到月亮离去。

我们来来回回地跳跃着，

追逐那些晶亮的泡沫。

而你们的世界却充满了烦恼，

在睡眠里也冲突着无尽的焦躁。

来吧，人间的孩子，

到水边和荒野里来吧，

和一个精灵手牵手吧，

这世上哭声太多，你不懂呀。

那儿，漂泊的流水

从葛兰卡的山坡冲下，

藏进芦苇小小的缝隙，

容不得一颗星星的游泳。

我们寻找着熟睡的鲑鱼，然后喃喃在它们的耳边，

骚扰着它们的梦境。

我们倚靠在蕨草上，看那蕨草把泪水滴落进年轻的溪流。

来吧，人间的孩子，

到水边和荒野里来吧，

和一个精灵手牵手吧，

这世上哭声太多，你不懂呀。

那个眼神庄重的孩子，

正和我们一起走着，

他再也听不到温暖的山坡上牛犊稚嫩的呼叫，

也听不到水壶在炉子上的鸣叫，

那声音曾安抚过他的心灵，

也听不到了老鼠围着箱子的蹦跳；

因为他来了，

人间的孩子到水边和荒野来了，

和第一个精灵手牵手了，

这世上哭声太多，你不懂的。

参考资料

R. F. Foster, W. B. Yeats: a Life, Oxford University Press 1998 ISBN 0-19-288085-3 pages 56, 75-76
Richard J Finneran (ed) Yeats: An Annual of Critical and Textual Studies XII, 1994 ISBN 0-472-10614-7 pages 91–92
Michael Bell, Literature, Modernism and Myth: Belief and Responsibility in the Twentieth Centuries ISBN 0-521-58016-1 pages 44–59
Terence Brown, The Life of W.B. Yeats Blackwell Publishing 2001 ISBN 0-631-22851-9 pages 9, 19, 66
William A. Dumbletone, Ireland: Life and Land in Literature SUNY Press 1994 ISBN 0-87395-783-0 Pages 93–95, 129, 135-138

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