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在英语吧E海涓流第一期的译海拾贝中登什么样的译作着实让小编头痛了一把,最后决定为大家献上译界泰斗林纾翻译的《拊掌录-欧文自叙》(The Sketch Book - The Author's Account of Himself)。尽管因为不懂外文,林纾的译作中有不少缺点和错误,但他中文的精深造诣,观察外国文学的眼光,以及爱国热情都应当是我们如今英语学习者不可或缺的。 摘自《英美名著翻译比较》(喻云根主编,湖北教育出版社)--- 内容有缩减。 拊掌录
这种浪游的习性在我竟随着年龄而俱增。描写海与陆的游记成了我的酷 嗜,寝馈其中,致废课业。在天气晴和的日子里,我往往怀着多么渴慕的心 情漫步在码头周围,凝视着一艘艘离去的船只驶赴迢迢的远方;我曾以何等希羡的眼神目送着那渐渐消逝的桅帆,并在想象之中自己也随风飘越至地角天边! 此后进一步的阅读与思考虽使这种渺茫的向往稍就理性之范,却适足以使之更其固定。我游历了自己国土的各个地方;而如果我的爱好仅限于妍丽景物的追逐, 则快心悦目,尽可以无须远求,因为纯以大自然的妩媚而论,此邦却可谓得天独厚,世罕其俦。试想她那银波荡漾、与海相若的浩渺湖面;那晴光耀眼、顶作天青的巍峨群山;那粗犷而富饶盈衍的峡岸溪谷;那雷鸣喧豗于阒寂之中的巨大飞瀑急湍;那绿色葱茏、好风阵阵的无际平原;那庄严静谧、滚滚入海的深广江流;那万木争荣、无径可循的茂密森林;那夏云丽日、谲诡幻变的灿烂天空;——不,在自然景物的壮丽方面,美国人从不需要舍本土而远求。 然而在传奇与诗意的联想方面,欧洲却具有着它特殊的魅力。在那里人们可以见到艺术上的名作巨制,上流社会的精致娴雅以及古今风尚的种种特 点。欧洲蕴蓄着世代聚集的珍奇宝藏,就连那里的遗址废墟也尽是过去历史的记载,每块残砖烂石都是一部史册。我渴望到那些有过丰功伟业的故地去漫游——仿佛是去追寻往古的足迹——留连于废堡颓垣之侧,低徊于圮塔欹楼之中——总之,暂时忘情于眼前的凡庸现实,而沉缅在过去繁华胜事的幻影里去。 除此以外,我还殷切期望有幸去瞻仰瞻仰世上的伟人。诚然,美国自有 它自己的伟人,这种人物广布各个城中,不知凡几。我平生也颇厕身其间, 而且常被他们弄得黯无颜色;因为一位伟人——尤其是一位城市的伟人—— 的光焰往往有为小人物所难堪者。但是欧洲的伟人我却久思一睹风采;因为 我就曾在不止一位哲学家的著作里读到过这种说法,即大凡动物一入美洲, 即有出现退化之患,当然连人也不例外。因此我想,欧洲的伟人之于美国的 伟人,大概也犹如阿尔卑斯山的高峰之于哈得逊河边的高地那样,而这种认 识,在饱看了不少英国旅客在我们中间所流露的那种优越神情与倨傲态度之 后,乃益信其不妄;而其实这些人,据我听说,在其本国之中也不过是凡庸 之辈而已。因此我立志要恭游上国,亲历奇境,以便见见我这已经凋残的后 裔所自出的那个巨人种族。 不管好运厄运,我这漂泊的热望总算宿愿得偿了。我漫游了许多不同的国家,阅历了不少变动不居的人生世相。我不敢妄称对于这形形色色的世相, 我曾以哲人的目光作了观照;而仅仅是徘徊于众多画店窗前的探幽寻胜的谦 卑癖嗜者的一种闲眺:时而美物写生,勾勒微妙;时而谐谑漫画,突梯滑稽; 时而山水风景, 意境悠然,因而令人迷恋不置。既然当今的旅行家一出门便 须画笔在手,地不虚至,以便将来图稿盈箧,满载而归,因此我也不免要拣 出几件,以博友人一粲。然而当我重检自己为此而作的种种札记日志时,我 却发现,由于素性疏懒,我对每位立志著述的正规旅行家照例列入其研究范围的种种重大事物,竟然多有脱漏,因而惶惧无已。我担心,我之必然令人 失望,将不下于下述之山水画家。其人也确曾旅游过欧陆,然而终不胜其烟 霞癖之驱遣,每有所作,辄得之于穷乡僻壤之中。因而充溢其画册的东西则茅屋也,山水也,无名之故地废墟也,但是圣彼得大堂他却漏掉;迦利辛斗 兽场他却漏掉;特尔尼瀑布或那波里海湾他也都漏掉;甚至连冰川与火山之 巨观,他的全部作品中也都没有一笔提到。 (高健译)
This rambling propensity strengthened with my years. Books of voyages and travels became my passion, and in devouring their contents, I neglected the regular exercises of the school. How wistfully would I wander about the pier-heads in fine weather, and watch the parting ships, bound to distant climes; with what longing eyes would I gaze after their lessening sails, and waft myself in imagination to the ends of the earth! Further reading and thinking, though they brought this vague inclination into more reasonable bounds, only served to make it more decided. I visited various parts of my own country; and had I been merely a lover of fine scenery, I should have felt little desire to seek elsewhere its gratification, for on no country had the charms of nature been more prodigally lavished. Her mighty lakes, her oceans of liquid silver; her mountains, with their bright aerial tints; her valleys, teeming with wild fertility; her tremendous cataracts, thundering in their solitudes; her boundless plains, waving with spontaneous verdure; her broad, deep rivers, rolling in solemn silence to the ocean; her trackless forests, where vegetation puts forth all its magnificence; her skies, kindling with the magic of summer clouds and glorious sunshine;--no, never need an American ok beyond his own country for the sublime and beautiful of natural scenery. But Europe held forth all the charms of storied and poetical association. There were to be seen the masterpieces of art, the refinements of highly cultivated society, the quaint peculiarities of ancient and local custom. My native country was full of youthful promise; Europe was rich in the accumulated treasures of age. Her very ruins told the history of the times gone by, and every mouldering stone was a chronicle. I longed to wander over the scenes of renowned achievement--to tread, as it were, in the footsteps of antiquity--to loiter about the ruined castle--to meditate on the falling tower--to escape, in short, from the commonplace realities of the present, and lose myself among the shadowy grandeurs of the past. I had, besides all this, an earnest desire to see the great men of the earth. We have, it is true, our great men in America: not a city but has an ample share of them. I have mingled among them in my time, and been almost withered by the shade into which they cast me; for there is nothing so baleful to a small man as the shade of a great one, particularly the great man of a city. But I was anxious to see the great men of Europe; for I had read in the works of various philosophers, that all animals degenerated in America, and man among the number. A great man of Europe, thought I, must therefore be as superior to a great man of America, as a peak of the Alps to a highland of the Hudson; and in this idea I was confirmed by observing the comparative importance and swelling magnitude of many English travellers among us, who, I was assured, were very little people in their own country. I will visit this land of wonders, thought I, and see the gigantic race from which I am degenerated. It has been either my good or evil lot to have my roving passion gratified. I have wandered through different countries and witnessed many of the shifting scenes of life. I cannot say that I have studied them with the eye of a philosopher, but rather with the sauntering gaze with which humble lovers of the picturesque stroll from the window of one print-shop to another; caught sometimes by the delineations of beauty, sometimes by the distortions of caricature, and sometimes by the loveliness of landscape. As it is the fashion for modern tourists to travel pencil in hand, and bring home their portfolios filled with sketches, I am disposed to get up a few for the entertainment of my friends. When, however, I look over the hints and memorandums I have taken down for the purpose, my heart almost fails me, at finding how my idle humor has led me astray from the great object studied by every regular traveller who would make a book. I fear I shall give equal disappointment with an unlucky landscape-painter, who had travelled on the Continent, but following the bent of his vagrant inclination, had sketched in nooks, and corners, and by-places. His sketch-book was accordingly crowded with cottages, and landscapes, and obscure ruins; but he had neglected to paint St. Peter's, or the Coliseum, the cascade of Terni, or the bay of Naples, and had not a single glacier or volcano in his whole collection. 艺术风格 |