晨读经典英语诗歌欣赏：摘罢苹果

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晨读经典英语诗歌欣赏：摘罢苹果　　My long two-pointed ladder's sticking through a tree
% L+ U5 P. X  \, W' t6 l　　Toward heaven still,
3 D7 _( |' Z' B2 A) }& E3 Q　　And there's a barrel that I didn't fill
; S( j9 }( _; J, X7 h0 b　　Beside it, and there may be two or three
　　Apples I didn't pick upon some bough.
　　But I am done with apple-picking now.
　　Essence of winter sleep is on the night,
1 l6 A# H. C8 Y* @　　The scent of apples: I am drowsing off.
　　I cannot rub the strangeness from my sight
' X& |( i+ R+ v( S: K/ a　　I got from looking through a pane of glass
　　I skimmed this morning from the drinking trough
　　And held against the world of hoary grass.
0 x/ `1 l& `0 o; g2 P, w　　It melted, and I let it fall and break.
# e! N$ e) Y6 N% E　　But I was well
　　Upon my way to sleep before it fell,
6 r% ~$ M" M7 k　　And I could tell
" T/ S  o: Q0 C$ k　　What form my dreaming was about to take.
　　Magnified apples appear and disappear,
  n/ f3 l. B! d0 I　　Stem end and blossom end,
　　And every fleck of russet showing clear.
　　My instep arch not only keeps the ache,
- o7 }. _# ~" s+ N, }9 l+ u　　It keeps the pressure of a ladder-round.
　　I feel the ladder sway as the boughs bend.
- |. x' l+ y3 p# {5 F$ I　　And I keep hearing from the cellar bin
( n. p$ \: X) T* a1 L　　The rumbling sound
　　Of load on load of apples coming in.
4 n  G2 W; y4 [) z4 q. k' `' c　　For I have had too much
7 ?4 n: n: S+ N& A, @! ]" w　　Of apple-picking: I am overtired
　　Of the great harvest I myself desired.
1 @# P' a4 [/ P　　There were ten thousand thousand fruit to touch,
; m0 U) i. B% y/ Y% ^$ b( W- w6 F　　Cherish in hand, lift down, and not let fall.
　　For all
. i# a9 a' k" `& ^　　That struck the earth,
, V8 A3 x6 w" I1 [5 s) q* {　　No matter if not bruised or spiked with stubble,
　　Went surely to the cider-apple heap
　　As of no worth.
# j" n' W2 W3 h/ [* N6 w　　One can see what will trouble
" n0 J3 S" x6 v0 ]　　This sleep of mine, whatever sleep it is.
( o$ F- l4 A5 B2 r7 I　　Were he not gone,
　　The woodchuck could say whether it's like his
) f& v3 P( d2 @　　Long sleep, as I describe its coming on,
5 x+ @8 T0 O/ u% a) C( A, N# z( s2 n, b* n　　Or just some human sleep.
　　长梯穿过树顶，竖起两个尖端
　　刺向沉静的天穹。
* `3 o- u2 L; v3 }5 [) a　　梯子脚下，有一只木桶，
1 ~0 F: D/ T; @/ K4 o　　我还没给装满，也许
" [8 P0 r- c) c4 A" s5 R; ?　　还有两三个苹果留在枝头
　　我还没摘下。不过这会儿，
3 ]: e& L7 D% q) Y　　我算是把摘苹果这活干完了。
　　夜晚在散发着冬眠的气息
　　——那扑鼻的苹果香;
　　我是在打磕睡啦。
　　我揉揉眼睛，
# o0 |3 J7 j. R8 g. u- F% E- {　　却揉不掉眼前的奇怪——
　　这怪景像来自今天早晨，
　　我从饮水槽里揭起一层冰——
- d5 X4 w" m6 n( t　　像一块窗玻璃，隔窗望向
　　一个草枯霜重的世界。
　　冰溶了，我由它掉下.碎掉。
/ e) B" q' O2 |# @. b2 C　　可是它还没落地，我早就
　　膘膘肪脆，快掉进了睡乡。
  A1 Z) P5 u1 H. A. W　　我还说得出，我的梦
9 S3 H2 @8 f& X　　会是怎么样一个形状。
　　膨胀得好大的苹果，忽隐忽现，
　　一头是梗枝，一头是花儿，
　　红褐色的斑点，全看得请。
  N% [9 W, R* S( a, m　　好酸疼哪.我的脚底板.
　　可还得使劲吃住梯子档的分量，
　　我感到那梯子
　　随着弯倒的树枝，在摇晃。
( R! ?- Z/ t, P" i　　耳边只听得不断的隆隆声——
　　一桶又一捅苹果往地窖里送。
% U: L; ]; w  u3 f9 G# y  H　　摘这么些苹果，
% u/ l# z$ f, \6 f  {　　尽够我受了;我本是盼望
　　来个大丰收，可这会儿已累坏了，
4 V4 Z) a0 g. A: ]  V% }) I　　有千千万万的苹果你得去碰，
　　得轻轻地去拿，轻轻地去放.
　　不能往地上掉。只要一掉地，
　　即使没碰伤，也没叫草梗扎破，
5 D7 x# p- e* l9 N$ x+ y3 ?6 \　　只好全都堆在一边，去做苹果酒，
9 o  _4 i( b( e; C　　算是不值一钱。
　　你看吧，打扰我睡一觉的是什么，
　　且不提这算不算睡一觉。
% T& i* c& r' _  L1 ^- g　　如果土拨鼠没有走开，
# W9 m  D% e5 n- D8 a2 u# A　　听我讲睡梦怎样来到我身边，
* i2 P/ G4 ?; Y) W( n　　那它就可以说，
　　这跟它的冬眠倒有些像，
9 ]' q: r. h! \3 N( P* M　　或者说，这不过是人类的冬眠。
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