赏析-伦敦-William Blake

抱歉，把时间说错了。这首诗发表于1794年。而不是十九世纪。

London

By William Blake

I wander thro' each charter'd street,

Near where the charter'd Thames does flow. 

And mark in every face I meet

Marks of weakness, marks of woe.

In every cry of every Man,

In every Infants cry of fear,

In every voice: in every ban,

The mind-forg'd manacles I hear 

How the Chimney-sweepers cry

Every blackning Church appalls, 

And the hapless Soldiers sigh

Runs in blood down Palace walls 

But most thro' midnight streets I hear

How the youthful Harlots curse

Blasts the new-born Infants tear 

And blights with plagues the Marriage hearse 

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London  伦敦 --William Blake威廉·布莱克

译/李景琪、猎人hunter560  （2007年12月）

 I wandered through eachchartered street,

Near where the chartered Thames doesflow,

A mark in every face I meet,

Marks of weakness, marks of woe.

我徘徊在每一条特许的街上，

附近特许的泰晤士河正流淌，

我遇见的每张脸都有标记，

标满了虚弱，标满了哀伤。

In every cry of every man,

In every infant's cry of fear,

In every voice, in every ban,

The mind-forged manacles I hear:

在每个男人的叫喊中，

在每个婴儿的惊泣中，

在每个呼声，每个禁令中，

我听到精神铸造的镣铐声：

How the chimney-sweeper's cry

Every blackening church appals,

And the hapless soldier's sigh

Runs in blood down palace-walls.

烟囱清扫工的喊声怎样

震惊每一座熏黑的教堂，

不幸士兵的叹息声怎样

回荡在鲜血淋淋的宫墙。

But most, through midnight streets Ihear

How the youthful harlot's curse

Blasts the new-born infant's tear,

And blights with plagues themarriage-hearse.

但最甚者是，穿过午夜的街道，

我听到年轻的妓女怎样诅咒

她新生婴儿的阵阵哭叫，

肆虐的瘟疫怎样使婚车变成了灵柩。