英詩古譯（之三）

傅正明譯

傑弗雷. 喬叟（1343－1400年，英國文學之父）

          特羅勒斯情歌
（節譯自喬叟詩體傳奇《特羅勒斯與克麗西德》）

若言人間無愛，心底何物襲來？
若言人間有愛，誰曾睹其丰采？
若言愛本性善，為何招來禍害？
若言愛本性惡，令人百思不解∶
儘管愛之苦澀，儘管愛之乖戾，
卻似生命之源，湧出無窮愉快;
痛飲愛之瓊漿，反而唇焦舌蔽。

若言我戀女色，流連柳巷花街，
悲號哀怨之聲，不知從何而來？
若言堪忍災禍，何以笑口難開？
若言並未疲憊，何以暈厥倒地？
怪哉生中有死，巧哉樂中含哀。
若非我之恩准，豈能容你藏匿，
如此重重疊疊，壓在我的心懷。

既然我已恩准，何必大發感慨，
一再怨天尤人，傾訴心頭悲哀。
我如無舵孤舟，日夜浮游大海，
茫茫不見邊際，風從兩邊吹來，
終身漂泊無依，沉舟今又泛起，
何種疑難雜病，如此古怪離奇，
冷熱相間發作，送我魂歸故里。

原文∶

Geoffrey Chaucer（c. 1343- 1400, father of English Literature）

                           Canticus Troili

from Troilus and Criseyde，Book I,

If no love is, O God, what fele I so?

And if love is, what thing and whiche is he!

If love be good, from whennes comth my wo?

If it be wikke, a wonder thinketh me,

Whenne every torment and adversitee

That cometh of him, may to me savory thinke;

For ay thurst I, the more that I it drinke.

And if that at myn owene lust I brenne,

Fro whennes cometh my wailing and my pleynte?

If harme agree me, wherto pleyne I thenne?

I noot, ne why unwery that I feynte.

O quike deeth, O swete harm so queynte,

How may of thee in me swich quantitee,

But if that I consente that it be?

And if that I consente, I wrongfully

Compleyne, y-wis; thus possed to and fro,

Al sterelees withinne a boot am I

A-mid the see, bitwixen windes two,

That in contrarie stonden ever-mo.

Allas! what is this wonder maladye?

For hete of cold, for cold of hete, I deye.'