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泰迪熊  

2015-08-05 13:25:27|  分类: 英诗汉译 |  标签: |举报 |字号 订阅

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泰迪熊

 

【英】··米尔恩

熊良銋 译

 

一头熊如果不运动

自然会长成大圆桶。

小泰迪熊又肥又矮,

这个模样毫不足怪;

他能做的运动只有,

从长软椅上往下溜,

但是似乎总是缺乏,

足够的力气往回爬。

 

问题正出在滚圆体型,

这使人感觉到很吃惊;

小泰迪整天仔忧心,

害怕自己胖得过分。

他想道“但愿能瘦体!

却不知该从何做起?”

又觉得“实在不光彩,

嫉妒我的活动和神态。”

 

他用鼻子顶着窗玻璃,

坚持了几周也徒劳无益,

真羡慕那些过往行人,

讨厌的肥胖渐渐在消损。

他说“完全”可以想象,

没有别人“和我一样胖!”

随着一声叹息,他更动情地说,

“我的本意是指胖得像我!”

 

睡在长软椅子上过夜,

是小泰迪的最佳选择;

和他挤在一起睡的还有,

许多动物我也说不清楚。

此外还有些图书用品,

比如有位好亲戚光临——

带来了“从前的古老寓言,

和复述历史的押韵诗篇。

 

一天晚上他碰巧有空闲,

拿出一本旧画册在翻看,

画册里他偶然发现一张,

法兰西某某国王的肖像——

是个大胖墩!下方有文字说明:

“某某国王路易斯大人,

昵称俊美公”!坐在那儿,

谁敢想像,竟是个大胖子!

 

泰迪熊真是喜出望外,

忙翻阅有关国王的记载,

昵称俊美公,在那儿坐,

是个大胖子,果然不错。

昵称俊美公,毫无疑问,

是位胖大人,绝对当真。

那么一头熊,即使是胖圆筒,

也可能被誉为“帅小熊”!

 

“可能被誉为。”或是说

多年前的他“或许已被称作”?

此时他感到有一丝疑惑:

“路易斯大人是否还活着?

审美标准只是一种时尚,

时代变了内容也不一样。

俊美公还和我们在一起?

真不凑巧,我早已忘记。”

 

次日清晨,鼻子贴着玻璃,

他的脑海里又发生怀疑。

有个问题在他头顶捶打:

“他是活着还是死啦?”

鼻子顶玻璃,他很纳闷;

但由于格子窗没有关紧,

轰地顶开,随着一声“唉”,

小泰迪熊就掉出了窗外。

 

有个胖子眨巴着一只眼,

正巧路过这窗子下不远,

他看见小泰迪掉到街心里,

礼貌地上前把他搀扶起,

友好地在他耳边低声细语,

既是宽慰又是鼓舞:

“好啦”“对不起”“没关系!”

“乖乖,多么惊险的一跌!”

 

小泰迪一句话也没答理;

他是否听清也值得怀疑。

小熊只能看在眼里心盘算:

此人正是画册中的胖大汉!

这个脂肪球男子可不可能,

就是那位国王“俊美公”?

他想不可能。“但是问一问,

也无大害。对,要赶紧!

 

他说:“请问你老人家,

你就是法兰西国王陛下?”

对方回答说,“寡人正是,”

很不自然地弯腰,脱去帽子;

然后神气地说,“劳驾,

你就是熊先生爱德华?”

泰迪一听,连忙弯腰弓身,

并礼貌作答,“正是鄙人!”

 

国王和熊先生爱德华,

都站在那扇窗户底下,

尽管有点肥,却风度翩翩,

漫不经心地在说地谈天……

最后陛下说,“到此为止吧,

我还得赶路,”于是响铃啦。

他笑着说“再见,熊先生!”

然后转身,继续他的行程。

 

一头熊如果不运动,

自然会长成大圆桶。

小泰迪熊又肥又矮,

这个模样毫不足怪;

但若知道自己不苗条,

你觉得他会不会忧愁?

不,恰恰相反——他却因自己,

又矮又胖而洋洋得意。

 

Teddy Bear

 

Written by A. A. Milne

Translated by L. R. Xiong

 

A bear, however hard he tries,
Grows tubby without exercise.
Our Teddy Bear is short and fat,
Which is not to be wondered at;
He gets what exercise he can
By falling off the ottoman,
But generally seems to lack
The energy to clamber back.

Now tubbiness is just the thing
Which gets a fellow wondering;
And Teddy worried lots about
The fact that he was rather stout.
He thought: "If only I were thin!
But how does anyone begin?"
He thought: "It really isn't fair
To grudge
me exercise and air."

For many weeks he pressed in vain
His nose against the window-pane,
And envied those who walked about
Reducing their unwanted stout.
None of the people he could see
"Is quite" (he said) "as fat as me!"
Then, with a still more moving sigh,
"I mean" (he said) "as fat as I!

Now Teddy, as was only right,
Slept in the ottoman at night,
And with him crowded in as well
More animals than I can tell;
Not only these, but books and things,
Such as a kind relation brings -
Old tales of "Once upon a time,"
And history retold in rhyme.

One night it happened that he took
A peep at an old picture-book,
Wherein he came across by chance
The picture of a King of France
(A stoutish man) and, down below,
These words: "King Louis So and So,
Nicknamed 'The Handsome!'" There he sat,
And (think of it!) the man was fat!

Our bear rejoiced like anything
To read about this famous King,
Nicknamed "The Handsome." There he sat,
And certainly the man was fat.
Nicknamed "The Handsome." Not a doubt
The man was definitely stout.
Why then, a bear (for all his tub )
Might yet be named "The Handsome Cub!"

"Might yet be named." Or did he mean
That years ago he "might have been"?
For now he felt a slight misgiving:
"Is Louis So and So still living?
Fashions in beauty have a way
Of altering from day to day.
Is 'Handsome Louis' with us yet?
Unfortunately I forget."

Next morning (nose to window-pane)
The doubt occurred to him again.
One question hammered in his head:
"Is he alive or is he dead?"
Thus, nose to pane, he pondered; but
The lattice window, loosely shut,
Swung open. With one startled "Oh!"
Our Teddy disappeared below.

There happened to be passing by
A plump man with a twinkling eye,
Who, seeing Teddy in the street,
Raised him politely to his feet,
And murmured kindly in his ear
Soft words of comfort and of cheer:
"Well, well!" "Allow me!" "Not at all."
"Tut-tut! A very nasty fall."

Our Teddy answered not a word;
It's doubtful if he even heard.
Our bear could only look and look:
The stout man in the picture-book!
That 'handsome' King - could this be he,
This man of adiposity?
"Impossible," he thought. "But still,
No harm in asking. Yes I will!"

"Are you," he said,"by any chance
His Majesty the King of France?"
The other answered, "I am that,"
Bowed stiffly, and removed his hat;
Then said, "Excuse me," with an air,
"But is it Mr Edward Bear?"
And Teddy, bending very low,
Replied politely, "Even so!"

They stood beneath the window there,
The King and Mr Edward Bear,
And, handsome, if a trifle fat,
Talked carelessly of this and that….
Then said His Majesty, "Well, well,
I must get on," and rang the bell.
"Your bear, I think," he smiled. "Good-day!"
And turned, and went upon his way.

A bear, however hard he tries,
Grows tubby without exercise.
Our Teddy Bear is short and fat,
Which is not to be wondered at.
But do you think it worries him
To know that he is far from slim?
No, just the other way about -
He's proud of being short and stout.

 

 

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