泰戈尔《新月集》经典诗歌阅读
泰戈尔《新月集》经典诗歌阅读
新月集是由印度著名诗人、作家泰戈尔所著。诗集中，诗人生动描绘了儿童们的游戏，巧妙地表现了孩子们的心理，以及他们活泼的想象。它的特殊的隽永的艺术魅力，把我们带到了一个纯洁美丽的儿童世界，勾起了我们对于童年生活的美好回忆和向往。下面是学习啦小编为大家带来泰戈尔《新月集》经典诗歌阅读，希望大家喜欢!
《新月集》经典诗歌欣赏：著作家
YOU say that father writes a lot of books, but whathe writes I don't understand.
你说爸爸写了许多书，但我却不懂得他所写的东西。
He was reading to you all the evening, but could youreally make out what he meant?
他整个黄昏读书给你听，但是你真懂得他的意思么?
What nice stories, mother, you can tell us! Why can'tfather write like that, I wonder?
妈妈，你给我们讲的故事，真是好听呀!我很奇怪，爸爸为什么不能写那样的书呢?
Did he never hear from his own mother stories of giants and fairies and princesses?
难道他从来没有从他自己的妈妈那里听见过巨人和神仙和公主的故事么?
Has he forgotten them all?
还是已经完全忘记了?
Often when he gets late for his bath you have to go and call him an hundred times.
他常常耽误了沐浴，你不得不走去叫他一百多次。
You wait and keep his dishes warm for him, but he goes on writing and forgets.
你总要等候着，把他的菜温着等他，但他忘了，还尽管写下去。
Father always plays at making books.
爸爸老是以著书为游戏。
If ever I go to play in father's room, you come and call me, "what a naughty child!"
如果我一走进爸爸房里去游戏，你就要走来叫道：“真是一个顽皮的孩子!”
If I make the slightest noise, you say, "Don't you see that father's at his work?"
如果我稍为出一点声音，你就要说：“你没有看见你爸爸正在工作么?”
What's the fun of always writing and writing?
老是写了又写，有什么趣味呢?
When I take up father's pen or pencil and write upon his book just as he does,--a, b, c, d, e, f,g, h, i,--why do you get cross with me, then, mother?
当我拿起爸爸的钢笔或铅笔，像他一模一样地在他的书上写着，a，b，c，d，e，f，g，h，i，——那时，你为什么跟我生气呢，妈妈?
You never say a word when father writes.
爸爸写时，你却从来不说一句话。
When my father wastes such heaps of paper, mother, you don't seem to mind at all.
当我爸爸耗费了那末一大堆纸时，妈妈，你似乎全不在乎。
But if I take only one sheet to make a boat with, you say, "Child, how troublesome you are!"
但是，如果我只取了一张纸去做一只船，你却要说：“孩子，你真讨厌!”
What do you think of father's spoiling sheets and sheets of paper with black marks all over onboth sides?
你对于爸爸拿黑点子涂满了纸的两面，污损了许多许多张纸，你心里以为怎样呢?
《新月集》经典诗歌欣赏：英雄
MOTHER, let us imagine we are travelling, andpassing through a strange and dangerous country.
妈妈，让我们想象我们正在旅行，经过一个陌生而危险的国土。
You are riding in a palanquin and I am trotting byyou on a red horse.
你坐在一顶轿子里，我骑着一匹红马，在你旁边跑着。
It is evening and the sun goes down. The waste of Joradighi lies wan and grey before us. Theland is desolate and barren.
是黄昏的时候，太阳已经下山了。约拉地希的荒地疲乏而灰暗地展开在我们面前，大地是凄凉而荒芜的。
You are frightened and thinking--"I know not where we have come to."
你害怕了，想道——“我不知道我们到了什么地方了。”
I say to you, "Mother, do not be afraid."
我对你说道：“妈妈，不要害怕。”
The meadow is prickly with spiky grass, and through it runs a narrow broken path.
草地上刺蓬蓬地长着针尖似的草，一条狭而崎岖的小道通过这块草地。
There are no cattle to be seen in the wide field; they have gone to their village stalls.
在这片广大的地面上看不见一只牛;它们已经回到它们村里的牛棚去了。
It grows dark and dim on the land and sky, and we cannot tell where we are going.
天色黑了下来，大地和天空都显得朦朦胧胧的，而我们不能说出我们正走向什么所在。
Suddenly you call me and ask me in a whisper, "What light is that near the bank?"
突然间，你叫我，悄悄地问我道：“靠近河岸的是什么火光呀?”
Just then there bursts out a fearful yell, and figures come running towards us.
正在那个时候，一阵可怕的呐喊声爆发了，好些人影子向我们跑过来。
You sit crouched in your palanquin and repeat the names of the gods in prayer.
你蹲坐在你的轿子里，嘴里反复地祷念着神的名字。
The bearers, shaking in terror, hide themselves in the thorny bush.
轿夫们，怕得发抖，躲藏在荆棘丛中。
I shout to you, "Don't be afraid, mother. I am here."
我向你喊道：“不要害怕，妈妈，有我在这里。”
With long sticks in their hands and hair all wild about their heads, they come nearer and nearer.
他们手里执着长棒，头发披散着，越走越近了。
I shout, "Have a care! you villains! One step more and you are dead men."
我喊道：“要当心!你们这些坏蛋!再向前走一步，你们就要送命了。”
They give another terrible yell and rush forward.
他们又发出一阵可怕的呐喊声，向前冲过来。
You clutch my hand and say, "Dear boy, for heaven's sake, keep away from them."
你抓住我的手，说道：“好孩子，看在上天面上，躲开他们罢。”
I say, "Mother, just you watch me."
我说道：“妈妈，你瞧我的。”
Then I spur my horse for a wild gallop, and my sword and buckler clash against each other.
于是我刺策着我的马匹，猛奔过去，我的剑和盾彼此碰着作响。
The fight becomes so fearful, mother, that it would give you a cold shudder could you see itfrom your palanquin.
这一场战斗是那么激烈，妈妈，如果你从轿子里看得见的话，你一定会发冷战的。
Many of them fly, and a great number are cut to pieces.
他们之中，许多人逃走了，还有好些人被砍杀了。
I know you are thinking, sitting all by yourself, that your boy must be dead by this time.
我知道你那时独自坐在那里，心里正在想着，你的孩子这时候一定已经死了。
But I come to you all stained with blood, and say, "Mother, the fight is over now."
但是我跑到你的跟前，浑身溅满了鲜血，说道：“妈妈，现在战争已经结束了。”
You come out and kiss me, pressing me to your heart, and you say to yourself,
你从轿子里走出来，吻着我，把我搂在你的心头，你自言自语地说道：
"I don't know what I should do if I hadn't my boy to escort me."
“如果我没有我的孩子护送我，我简直不知道怎么办才好。”
A thousand useless things happen day after day, and why couldn't such a thing come true bychance?
一千件无聊的事天天在发生，为什么这样一件事不能够偶然实现呢?
It would be like a story in a book.
这很像一本书里的一个故事。
My brother would say, "Is it possible? I always thought he was so delicate!"
我的哥哥要说道：“这是可能的事么?我老是在想，他是那么嫩弱呢!”
Our village people would all say in amazement, "Was it not lucky that the boy was with hismother?"
我们村里的人们都要惊讶地说道：“这孩子正和他妈妈在一起，这不是很幸运么?”