"There's a certain Slant of light, Winter Afternoons – That oppresses, like the Heft Of Cathedral Tunes – Heavenly Hurt, it gives us – We can find no scar, But internal difference, Where the Meanings, are – None may teach it – Any – 'Tis the Seal Despair – An imperial affliction Sent us of the Air – "
"I wonder if They bore it long — Or did it just begin — I could not tell the Date of Mine — It feels so old a pain — I wonder if it hurts to live — And if They have to try — And whether — could They choose between — It would not be — to die — I note that Some — gone patient long — At length, renew th"
"I'm Nobody! Who are you? Are you -- Nobody -- Too? Then there's a pair of us! Don't tell! they'd advertise -- you know! How dreary -- to be -- Somebody! How public -- like a Frog -- To tell one's name -- the livelong June -- To an admiring Bog!"
"To offer brave assistance To Lives that stand alone -- When One has failed to stop them -- Is Human -- but Divine To lend an Ample Sinew Unto a Nameless Man -- Whose Homely Benediction No other -- stopped to earn --"
"After great pain, a formal feeling comes – (372) After great pain, a formal feeling comes – The Nerves sit ceremonious, like Tombs – The stiff Heart questions ‘was it He, that bore,’ And ‘Yesterday, or Centuries before’? The Feet, mechanical, go round – A Wooden way Of Ground, or Air, or Ought – Reg"
"世界从来不会允诺 我们所渴望的福祉; 不是全部的生活都值得活,也不是所有的死亡都值得死。"
"一封信总给我一种永生似的感觉,因为它是没有有形朋友时的孤独的心。"
"That I did always love I bring thee Proof That till I loved I never lived-Enough- That I shall love alway- I argue thee That love is life- And life hath Immortality- This-dost thou doubt-Sweet Then have I Nothing to show But Calvary-"
是我在23年找狄金森中译本时能找到的唯一一版全集,译者辛苦了。但是本版译文真的重视韵脚重视到了一个十分神秘的地步。即便我硬着头皮读完了前500首诗,J539中“坟墓的科技”这一前卫短语还是不禁让我哽咽。当我发觉原文是“The Science of the Grave”,我纳闷到辗转反侧。当我再度发觉“Science”译为“科技”极可能是为了与“技艺”押韵,从而模拟原诗“save”和“Grave”的尾韵,我再度哽咽了。总之这个译本虽然有时读中文读不太通,但作为原诗的中文注释的确能为英语水平不太好的读者提供一定帮助。现在读到第七百首了,等我读完全集再回来重补时间戳。