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有一个童话,讲一只夜莺将心脏插在玫瑰的刺上,唱出好听的歌.原文是怎么样的.

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什么区区小东西!古圣贤书我已读完,哲学的玄秘我已彻悟,然而就让求一朵红

然而夜莺了解那青年烦恼里的秘密,她静坐在橡树枝上细想“爱”的玄妙。

如今那玫瑰瓣上生了一层娇嫩的红晕,如同初吻新娘时新郎的绛颊。就让那刺还

然,你们你们你们 总须承认她有醉人的歌喉。可惜那种歌音也是无意义,毫无实用。”于

他叫道,“怪事,青春恋爱物语难遇的幸运,这儿有朵红玫瑰,越来越 好玫瑰,我生来从没

夜莺在橡树上巢中听见,从叶丛里望外看,心中诧异。

那青年仍旧僵卧在草地里面才她离去的地方,他那付秀眼里的泪珠还越来越干。

"Tell it to me," said the Nightingale, "I am not afraid."

那女郎只皱着眉头。

青年从草里抬头侧耳静听,就让他不懂夜莺对他所说说说,因他只晓得书上所讲

"Ungrateful!" said the girl. "I tell you what, you are very rude; and, after all, who are you? Only a Student. Why, I dont believe you have even got silver buckles to your shoes as the Chamberlain’s nephew has;" and she got up from her chair and went into the house.

绿色的小壁虎说,“他为什么哭泣?”说完就竖起尾巴从他跟前跑过。

"For a red rose?" they cried: "how very ridiculous!" and the little Lizard, who was something of a cynic (愤世嫉俗者), laughed outright.

于是他回到房中取出一本笨重的,满堆着尘土的大书埋头细读。

干。她又如蜜的口唇,若兰的吐气。”

她唱罢时,那青年站起身来从衣袋里抽出一本日记薄和一支笔。

The Student looked up from the grass, and listened, but he could not understand what the Nightingale was saying to him, for he only knew the things that are written down in books.

“我的玫瑰是白的,”那树回答她,“白如海涛的泡沫,白过山颠上级学。请你

And the Tree cried to the Nightingale to press closer against the thorn. "Press closer, little Nightingale," cried the Tree, "or the Day will come before the rose is finished."

“不然,玫瑰还没开成,晓光就要闯来了。”

The young Student was still lying on the grass, where she had left him, and the tears were not yet dry in his beautiful eyes.

越来越 那树摇头。

有见过。它越来越 美红定有很繁长的拉丁名字”;说着便俯身下去折了这花。

她叫道,“给我一朵鲜红玫瑰,我为你唱我最婉转的歌。”

青年哭道,“我园中并越来越红玫瑰!”他秀眼里满含着泪珠。“呀!幸福倒靠着

于是夜莺飞到日晷旁边那丛玫瑰上。

心。她必不肯为人牺牲。她所想的无非是音乐,越来越 谁别问我艺术是为己的。虽

But the Nightingale’ voice grew fainter, and her little wings began to beat, and a film came over her eyes. Fainter and fainter grew her song, and she felt something choking her in her throat.

So the Nightingale pressed closer against the thorn, and louder and louder grew her song, for she sang of the birth of passion in the soul of a man and a maid.

From her nest in the oak tree the Nightingale heard him, and she looked out through the leaves and wondered.

越来越 那树摇头。

于是他戴上帽子,跑往教授家去,手里拈着红玫瑰。

你们你们你们 叫道,“为着一朵红玫瑰!真笑话!”那小壁虎越来越 就刻薄,于是大笑。

珍珠,榴石买不得他,黄金亦不到作他的代价,就让他就让在市上出卖,也就让

"Death is a great price to pay for a red rose," cried the Nightingale, "and Life is very dear to all. It is pleasant to sit in the green wood, and to watch the Sun in his chariot (战车) of gold, and the Moon in her chariot of pearl. Sweet is the scent of the hawthorn, and sweet are the bluebells that hide in the valley, and the heather that blows on the hill. Yet love is better than Life, and what is the heart of a bird compared to the heart of a man?"

最先她歌颂的是稚男幼女心胸里爱恋的诞生。于是那玫瑰的顶尖枝上结了一苞卓

歌喉,那刺越插太深了,她生命的血液渐渐溢去。

那树叫道,“看,这玫瑰已制成了。”然而夜莺无须回答,她已躺在乱草里死去

"He is weeping for a red rose," said the Nightingale.

"Give me a red rose," she cried, "and I will sing you my sweetest song."

忽然她张起棕色的双翼,冲天的飞去。她穿过那花园如同影子一般,她荡出了那

她又叫道,“给我一朵鲜红玫瑰,我为你唱最醉人的歌。”

那树答道,“有4个多多多法律法子,不到4个多多多,就让太可怕了,我不敢告诉你。”

But the Tree cried to the Nightingale to press closer against the thorn. "Press closer, little Nightingale," cried the Tree, "or the Day will come before the rose is finished."

But the Tree shook its head.

曾有一朵红玫瑰?”

"She said that she would dance with me if I brought her red roses," cried the young Student, "but in all my garden there is no red rose."

女郎说,“无情义?我告诉你吧,你着实无礼;况且到底你是谁?不过有4个多多学生

非是空中楼阁,实际上不必位于的,和缥缈的虚无不可信的事件。在现在的世界

"Here, indeed, is the true lover," said the Nightingale. "What I sing of, he suffers: what is joy to me, to him is pain. Surely love is a wonderful thing. It is more precious than emeralds (翡翠), and dearer than fine opals (蛋白石). Pearls and pomegranates cannot buy it, nor is it set forth in the market-place. It may not be purchased of the merchants, nor can it be weighed out in the balance for gold."

于是夜莺飞到青年窗下那丛玫瑰上。

"Why, indeed?" said a Butterfly, who was fluttering about after a sunbeam.

声模糊了,她着实喉间哽咽了。

So the Nightingale flew over to the Rose-tree that was growing beneath the Student’s window.

"You said that you would dance with me if I brought you a red rose," cried the Student. "Here is the reddest rose in all the world. You will wear it to-night next your heart, and as we dance together it will tell you how I love you."

如绛玉。

就让那树还催迫着夜莺紧插那枝刺。“靠紧那刺,小夜莺。”那树连声的叫唤,

她答说,“我怕这花不到配上我的衣裳;就让大臣的侄子送我统统珠宝首饰,人

于是夜莺紧紧插入那枝刺,那刺青春恋爱物语插入了她的心,就让一种奇痛穿过她的全身

And a delicate flush of pink came into the leaves of the rose, like the flush in the face of the bridegroom when he kisses the lips of the bride. But the thorn had not yet reached her heart, so the rose’s heart remained white, for only a Nightingale’s heart’s blood can crimson the heart of a rose.

到古日晷旁找我兄弟,就让他能应你所求。”

青年走着自语道,“爱好傻呀,远不如伦理学那般有实用,它所别问你们你们你们 的,无

"Be happy," cried the Nightingale, "be happy; you shall have your red rose. I will build it out of music by moonlight, and stain it with my own heart’s blood. All that I ask of you in return is that you will be a true lover, for Love is wiser than Philosophy (哲学), though he is wise, and mightier than Power, though he is mighty. Flame-coloured are his wings, and coloured like flame is his body. His lips are sweet as homey, and his breath is like frankincense."

Suddenly she spread her brown wings for flight, and soared into the air. She passed through the grove like a shadow and like a shadow she sailed across the garden.

她更慧,权力虽雄,爱比她更伟。焰光的色彩是爱的双翅,烈火的颜色是爱的躯

"My roses are yellow," it answered; "as yellow as the hair of the mermaiden (美人鱼) who sits upon an amber throne, and yellower than the daffodil (黄水仙) that blooms in the meadow before the mower comes with his scythe. But go to my brother who grows beneath the Student’s window (一种玫瑰), and perhaps he will give you what you want."

舞,因我越来越为她采到红玫瑰。”于是他我倒在草里,两手掩着脸哭泣。

他一面走出那树林,一面自语道:“那夜莺的确统统姿态。这是人所不到组阁 的

“别问我吧,”夜莺勇敢地说,“我不怕。”

Then he put on his hat, and ran up to the Professor’s house with the rose in his hand.

郁的森林里,看太阳在黄金车里,月亮在白珠辇内驰骋,青春恋爱物语一桩乐事。山楂化

王尔德的<夜莺与玫瑰>

“我的玫瑰是黄的,”那树回答她,“黄如琥珀座上人鱼神的头发,黄过割草人

商人贩卖的东西。”

,那刺还插在心头。

So the Nightingale pressed closer against the thorn, and the thorn touched her heart, and a fierce pang of pain shot through her. Bitter, bitter was the pain, and wilder and wilder grew her song, for she sang of the Love that is perfected by Death, of the Love that dies not in the tomb.

他轻声说道:“唱一首最后的歌给我听罢,你离去后,让我想要感到无限的寂寥了。

夜莺央告说,“一朵红玫瑰就够了。假如有一天一朵红玫瑰!请问有甚法律法子越来越?”

那树说道,“你若要一朵红玫瑰,你需在月色里用音乐制成,就让用你个人的心

日午时青年开窗望外看。

那橡树却是懂得,他着实悲伤,就让他极爱怜那枝上结巢的小夜莺。

"Give me a red rose," she cried, "and I will sing you my sweetest song."

让有4个多多车轮轧过。

然,玫瑰还没开成,晓光就要闯来了。”

将牧童从梦里惊醒。歌声流到河边苇丛中,苇叶将这信息传与大海。

青年怒道,“我敢说你是个无情义的人。”她便将玫瑰掷在街心,掉在车辙里,

And the marvelous rose became crimson (猩红), like the rose of the eastern sky. Crimson was the girdle of petals, and crimson as a ruby (红宝石) was the heart.

But the Oak-tree understood, and felt sad, for he was very fond of the little Nightingale, who had built her nest in his branches.

夜莺叹道,“真情人竟在这里。就让我虽不曾认识,我却夜夜的歌唱他:我夜夜

"My roses are white," it answered; "as white as the foam of the sea, and whiter than the snow upon the mountain. But go to my brother who grows round the old sun-dial (一种玫瑰), and perhaps he will give you what you want."

In the center of the grass-plot was standing a beautiful Rose-tree, and when she saw it she flew over to it, and lit upon a spray.

他仍旧叫道,“给我一朵鲜红玫瑰,我为你唱最甜美的歌。”

So the Nightingale flew over to the Rose-tree that was growing round the old sun-dial.

"Why, indeed?" whispered a Daisy to his neighbour, in a soft, low voice.

文人,我看像大臣侄子鞋上的那银扣,你都越来越。”说着站起身来走回房去。

绝的玫瑰蕾,歌儿一首连着一首的唱,花瓣一片跟着一片得开。起先那瓣儿是黯

里位于,首要有实用的东西,我还是回到我的哲学和玄学书上去吧。”

"Give me a red rose," she cried, "and I will sing you my sweetest song."

制成她。我向你所求的报酬,仅是要你做有4个多多真挚的情人,就让哲理虽智,爱比

,那种惨痛愈猛,愈烈,她的歌声越狂,越壮,就让她这回歌颂的是因死而完成

Then she gave one last burst of music. The white Moon heard it, and she forgot the dawn, and lingered on in the sky. The red rose heard it, and it trembled all over with ecstasy, and opened its petals to the cold morning air. Echo bore it to her purple cavern in the hills, and woke the sleeping shepherds from their dreams. It floated through the reeds of the river, and they carried its message to the sea.

性灵里烈情的诞生。

So she spread her brown wings for flight, and soared into the air. She swept over the garden like a shadow, and like a shadow she sailed through the grove.

,在他却是悲痛。‘爱’青春恋爱物语是件非常的东西。比翡翠还珍重,比玛瑙更宝贵。

The daughter of the Professor was sitting in the doorway winding blue silk on a reel, and her little dog was lying at her feet.

是他回到个人室中,躺在他的小草垫的床上想念他的爱人;过了片时他就睡去。

于是她放出末次的歌声,白色的残月听见,忘记天晓,挂在空中停着。那玫瑰听

THE NIGHTINGALE AND THE ROSE

那树复催迫着夜莺紧插那枝刺,“靠紧那刺,小夜莺,”那树连声的叫唤,“不

"Here at last is a true lover," said the Nightingale. "Night after night have I sung of him, though I knew him not: night after night have I told his story to the stars and now I see him. His hair is dark as the hyacinth(风信子)-- blossom, and his lips are red as the rose of his desire; but passion has made his face like pale ivory, and sorrow has set her seal upon his brow."

树林子。

的一切。

青年叫道,“我说过我若为你采得红玫瑰,你便同我跳舞。这里有一朵全世界最

“这青春恋爱物语个真情人。”夜莺又说着,“我所歌唱,是他尝受的苦楚:在我是乐的

"What a silly thing Love is!" said the Student as he walked away. "It is not half as useful as Logic, for it does not prove anything, and it is always telling one of things that are not going to happen, and making one believe things that are not true. In fact, it is quite unpractical, and, as in this age to be practical is everything, I shall go back to Philosophy and study Metaphysics (玄学)."

见,凝神战栗着,在清冷的晓风里瓣瓣的开放。回音将歌声领入山坡上的紫洞,

But the Tree shook its head.

"She had form," her said to himself, as he walked away through the grove—"that cannot be denied to her; but has she got feeling? I am afraid not. In fact, she is like most artists; she is all style without any sincerity. She would not sacrifice herself for others. She thinks merely of music, and everybody knows that the arts are selfish. Still, it must be admitted that she has some beautiful notes in her voice. What a pity it is that they do not mean anything, or do any practical good!" And he went into his room, and lay down on his little pallet-bed, and began to think of his love; and, after a time, he fell asleep.

于是夜莺越紧插入那尖刺,越扬声的唱她的歌,因她这回所歌颂的是男子与女子

"Look, look!" cried the Tree, "the rose is finished now;" but the Nightingale made not answer, for she was lying dead in the long grass, with the thorn in her heart.

夜莺喊道,“高兴吧,快乐八;你将要采到你那朵红玫瑰了。我将用月下的歌音

"The Prince gives a ball (舞会) to-morrow night," murmured the young student, "and my love will be of the company. If I bring her a red rose she will dance with me till dawn. If I bring her a red rose, I should hold her in my arms, and she will lean her head upon my shoulder, and her hand will be clasped in mine. But there is no red rose in my garden, so I shall sit lonely, and she will pass me by. She will have no heed of me, and my heart will break."

的味儿真香,山谷里的吊钟花和山坡上野草真美。然而‘爱’比生命更可贵,一

个鸟的心又怎能和人的心比?”

未割就让的金水县。请你到那边青年窗下找我兄弟,就让他能应你所求。”

But the Tree shook its head.

花心。

玫瑰不得,我的生活便越来越 难堪。”

草地当中站着一株艳美的玫瑰树,她看见那树,向前飞去落在一枝枝眼前 。

王尔德 原著; 林徽因 译作

"Well, upon my word, you are very ungrateful," said the Student angrily; and he threw the rose onto he street, where it fell into the gutter (阴沟), and a cartwheel went over it.

枝上玫瑰蕾就像映在银镜里的玫瑰影子或是照在池塘的玫瑰化身。

"No red rose in all my garden!" he cried, and his beautiful eyes filled with tears. "Ah, on what little things does happiness depend! I have read all that the wise men have written, and all the secrets of philosophy are mine, yet for want (越来越) of a red rose is my life made wretched."

蝴蝶正追着阳光飞舞,他亦问说,“唉,为什么?”金盏花亦向她的邻居低声探问

“她说我若为她采得红玫瑰,便与我跳舞。”青年学生哭着说,“但我全园里何

将他的一桩桩事告诉星辰,如今我见着他了。他的头发黑如风信子花,嘴唇红比

待月娘升到天空,放出她的光艳时,那夜莺也就来到玫瑰枝边,将胸口插在刺上

"If you want a red rose," said the Tree, "you must build it out of music by moonlight, and stain it with your own heart’s blood. You must sing to me with your breast against a thorn. All night long you must sing to me, and the thorn must pierce your heart, and your life-blood must flow into me veins, and become mine."

那树回答她道,“我的玫瑰是红的,红如白鸽的脚趾,红果海底岩下扇动的珊瑚

So he returned to his room and pulled out a great dusty book, and began to read.

血染她。你需将胸口顶着十根尖刺,为我歌唱。你需整夜的为我歌唱,那刺需刺

青年说:“乐师们将在乐坛上弹弄丝竹,我那爱人也将按着弦琴的音节舞蹈。她

越来越 那树摇头。

忽然她张起棕色的双翼,冲天的飞去。她穿过那树林如同影子一般,如同影子一

,在我眼前 枕着,她的手,在我眼前 握着。但我园里越来越红玫瑰,我不到寂寞的

"One red rose is all I want," cried the Nightingale, "only one red rose! Is there no way by which I can get it?"

But he girl frowned.

,今年我不到再开了。”

And at noon the Student opened his window and looked out.

"My roses are red," it answered, "as red as the feet of the dove, and redder than the great fans of coral that wave and wave in the ocean-cavern. But the winter has chilled my veins, and the frost has nipped (摧残) my buds, and the storm has broken my branches, and I shall have no roses at all this year."

瑰,她就和我跳舞直到天明,我若为她采得红玫瑰,我将把她抱在怀里,她的头

"The musicians will sit in their gallery," said the young Student, "and play upon their stringed instruments, and my love will dance to the sound of the harp and the violin. She will dance so lightly that her feet will not touch the floor, and the courtiers in their gay dresses will throng round her. But with me she will not dance, for I have no red rose to give her:" and he flung himself down on the grass, and buried his face in his hands, and wept.

那卓绝的玫瑰于是变作鲜红,如同东方的天色。花的外瓣红同烈火,花的内心赤

夜莺的声音越唱越模糊了,她的双翅拍动起来,她的眼上起了一层薄膜。她的歌

入你的心头,你生命的血液得流到我的心房里变成我的。”

人都知道珠宝比花草贵重。”

坐着,看她从我跟前走过,她不理睬我,我的心将要粉碎了。”

夜莺叹道,“那死来买一朵红玫瑰,代价真不小,谁的生命就让宝贵的,坐在青

But the Nightingale understood the secret of the Student’s sorrow, and she sat silent in the oak-tree, and thought about the mystery of Love.

的挚爱和冢中不朽的夫妻情人关系。

青年又低声自语:“王子今晚宴会跳舞,我的爱人也将与会。我若为她采得红玫

;就让她有夫妻情人关系么?我怕越来越。着实她就像统统美术家一般,尽是仪式,越来越诚

She sang first of the birth of love in the heart of a boy and a girl. And on the topmost spray of the Rose-tree there blossomed a marvelous rose, petal following petal, as song followed song. Pale was it, at first, as the mist that hangs over the river—pale as the feet of the morning, and silver as the wings of the dawn. As the shadow of a rose in a mirror of silver, as the shadow of a rose in a water-pool, so was the rose that blossomed on the topmost spray of the Tree.

舞得越来越翩翩,莲步就让着地,华服的少年们就会艳羡的围着她。但她不同我跳

。就让严冬已冻僵了我的血脉,寒霜已啮伤了我的萌芽,暴风已打断了我的枝干

And when the moon shone in the heavens the Nightingale flew to the Rose-tree, and set her breast against the thorn. All night long she sang, with her breast against the thorn, and the cold crystal Moon leaned down and listened. All night long she sang, and the thorn went deeper and deeper into her breast, and her life-blood ebbed away from her.

珍贵的红玫瑰。我想要将她插在你的胸前,你们你们你们 同舞的就让,这花便能告诉你,

般的,她飞出了花园。

他所切盼的玫瑰,就让挚情已使他脸色憔悴,烦恼已在他眉端引着痕迹。”

我怎么的爱你。”

于是夜莺为橡树歌唱,她恋别的音调就像在银瓶里涌溢的水浪一般的清越。

"There is a way," answered the Tree; "but it is so terrible that I dare not tell it to you."

"Why is he weeping?" asked a little Green Lizard, as he ran past him with his tail in the air.

,“唉,为什么?”夜莺说“他为着一朵红玫瑰哭泣。”

So the Nightingale sang to the Oak-tree, and her voice was like water bubbling from a silver jar.

淡的如同河上罩着的薄雾---黯淡的如同晨曦的交际,银灰的好似曙光的翅翼,那

未插到夜莺的心房,统统统统那花心尚留着白色,就让不到夜莺的心血还要染成玫瑰

"Sing me one last song," he whispered; "I shall feel lonely when you are gone."

When she had finished her song, the Student got up, and pulled a note-book and a lead-pencil out of his pocket.

"Why, what a wonderful piece of luck!" He cried; "here is a red rose! I have never seen any rose like it in all my life. It is so beautiful that I am sure it has a long Latin name;" and he leaned down and plucked it.

教授的女儿正坐在门前卷一轴蓝色绸子,她的小狗伏在她脚前。

。她胸前插着尖刺,整夜的歌唱,那晶莹的月亮倚在云边静听。她整夜的,啭着

"I am afraid it will not go with my dress," she answered; "and, besides, the Chamberlain’s nephew had sent me some real jewels, and everybody knows that jewels cost far more than flowers."

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