我的心只悲伤七次：纪伯伦经典散文诗选（汉英对照） 下载 mobi epub pdf 电子书 2024

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　　著名文学家冰心优美译文，冰心的家人、北京外国语大学英语系教授陈恕亲自校审，再现纪伯伦作品爱与美的主旋律。
　　《先知》+《沙与沫》影响两个世纪的读者，相继被译成50多种文字，畅销全球10000000册。

内容简介

《我的心只悲伤七次：纪伯伦经典散文诗选（汉英对照）》收录了著名诗人纪伯伦最著名的两部诗集《先知》和《沙与沫》，并由著名文学家冰心翻译，冰心的家人陈恕先生校审，诠释了生命、艺术、爱情、人生。　　
《沙与沫》以简短而寓意隽永的诗句，点滴深入读者的心灵，而《先知》被誉为“东方送给西方最好的礼物”，是纪伯伦所有散文诗的“巅峰之作”，作者以智者临别赠言的方式，论述了爱与美、生与死、婚姻与家庭、劳作与安乐、法律与自由、善恶与宗教等一系列人生和社会问题，充满比喻和哲理，具有浓郁的东方色彩。

作者简介

　　纪伯伦，美籍黎巴嫩阿拉伯诗人、作家、画家。，被称为“艺术天才”、“黎巴嫩文坛骄子”，是阿拉伯现代小说、艺术和散文的主要奠基人，20世纪阿拉伯新文学道路的开拓者之一。其主要作品蕴含了丰富的社会性和东方精神，旨在抒发丰富的情感。
　　代表作品有《我的心灵告诫我》《先知》《论友谊》《泪与笑》等。

　　冰心，原名谢婉莹，笔名冰心，取“一片冰心在玉壶”。原籍福建福州长乐横岭村人，著名诗人、作家、翻译家、儿童文学家。曾任中国民主促进会中央名誉主席，中国文联副主席，中国作家协会名誉主席、顾问，中国翻译工作者协会名誉理事等职。
　　代表作品有《繁星》《春水》《寄小读者》等。

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目录

先知
船的到来
The Coming of the Ship
爱
On Love
婚姻
On Marriage
孩子
On Children
施与
On Giving
饮食
On Eating and Drinking
工作
On Work
欢乐与悲哀
On Joy & Sorrow
居室
On Houses
衣服
On Clothes
买卖
On Buying & Selling
罪与罚
On Crime & Punishment
法律
On Laws
自由
On Freedom
理性与热情
On Reason & Passion
苦痛
On Pain
自知
On Self-Knowledge
教授
On Teaching
友谊
On Friendship
谈话
On Talking
时光
On Time时间
善恶
On Good & Evil
祈祷
On Prayer祈祷
享乐
On Pleasure
美
On Beauty
宗教
On Religion
死
On Death
拔锚启航
The Farewell
沙与沫 Sand and Foam
纪伯伦生平介绍

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　　船的到来
　　当代的曙光，被选而被爱戴的亚墨斯达法，在阿法利斯城中等候了十二年，等他的船到来，好载他归回他生长的岛上去。
　　在第十二年绮露收获之月的第七天，他出城登上山顶，向海凝望；他看见了他的船在烟雾中驶来。
　　他的心门砉然地开了，他的喜乐在海面飞翔。他合上眼，在灵魂的严静中祷告。
　　但当他下山的时候，忽然一阵悲哀袭来。他心里想：我怎能这般宁静地走去而没有些悲哀？不，我要带着精神上的创伤离此城郭。
　　在这城围里，我度过了悠久的痛苦的日月和孤寂的深夜；谁能撇下这痛苦与孤寂没有一些悼惜？
　　在这街市上我曾撒下过多的零碎的精神，在这山中也有过多的赤裸着行走的我所爱怜的孩子，离开他们，我不能不觉得负担与痛心。
　　这不是今日我脱弃了一件衣裳，乃是我用自己的手撕下了自己的一块皮肤。
　　也不是我遗弃了一种思想，乃是遗弃了一个用饥和渴做成的甜蜜的心。
　　然而我不能再迟留了。那召唤万物来归的大海，也在召唤我，我必须登舟了。
　　因为，若是停留下来，我的归思，在夜间虽仍灼热奋发，渐渐地却要冰冷变石了。
　　我若能把这里的一切都带了去，何等的快乐呵，但是我又怎能呢？
　　声音不能把付给他翅翼的舌头和嘴唇带走。他自己必须寻求以太。
　　鹰鸟也必须撇下窝巢，独自地飞过太阳。
　　现在他走到山脚，又转面向海，他看见他的船徐徐地驶入湾口，那些在船头的舟子，正是他的故乡人。
　　于是他的精魂向着他们呼唤，说：
　　弄潮者，我的老母的孩儿，有多少次你们在我的梦中浮泛。现在你们在我的更深的梦中，也就是我苏醒的时候驶来了。
　　我已准备好要去了，我的热望和帆篷一同扯满，等着风来。
　　我只要在这静止的空气中再呼吸一口气，我只要再向后抛掷热爱的一瞥。
　　那时我要站在你们中间，一个航海者群中的航海者。
　　还有你，这无边的大海，无眠的慈母，只有你是江河和溪水的宁静与自由。
　　这溪流还有一次转折，一次林中的潺缓，然后我要到你这里来，无量的涓滴归向这无量的海洋。
　　当他行走的时候，他看见从远处有许多男女离开田园，急速地赶到城边来。
　　他听见他们叫着他的名字，在阡陌中彼此呼唤，报告他的船来临。
　　他对自己说：
　　别离的日子能成为聚会的日子么？
　　我的薄暮实在可算是我的黎明么？
　　那些放下了耕田的犁耙、停止了榨酒的轮子的人们，我将给他们什么呢？
　　我的心能成为一棵累累结实的树，可以采撷了分给他们么？
　　我的愿望能奔流如泉水，可以倾满他们的杯么？
　　我是一个全能者的手可能弹奏的琴，或是一管全能者可以吹弄的笛么？
　　我是一个寂静的寻求者。在寂静中，我发现了什么宝藏，可以放心地布施呢？
　　倘若这是我收获的日子，那么，在何时何地我曾撒下了种子呢？
　　倘若这确是我举起明灯的时候，那么，灯内的火焰，不是我点上的。
　　我将空虚黑暗地举起我的灯，守夜的人将要添上油，也点上火。
　　这些是他口中说出的，还有许多没有说出的存在心头。因为他说不出自己心中更深的秘密。
　　他进城的时候，众人都来迎接，齐声地向他呼唤。
　　城中的长老走上前来说：你不要离开我们。
　　在我们的朦胧里，你是正午的潮者，你青春的气度，给我们以梦想。
　　你在我们中间不是一个异乡人，也不是一个客人，乃是我们的儿子和亲挚的爱者。
　　不要使我们的眼睛因渴望你的脸面而酸痛。
　　一班道人和女冠对他说：
　　不要让海波在这时把我们分开，使你在我们中间度过的岁月仅仅成为一种回忆。
　　你曾是一个在我们中间行走的神灵，你的影儿曾明光似地照亮我们的脸。
　　我们深深地爱了你。不过我们的爱没有声响，而又被轻纱蒙着。
　　但现在他要对你呼唤，要在你面前揭露。
　　除非临到了别离的时候，爱永远不会知道自己的深浅。
　　别的人也来向他恳求。
　　他没有答话。他只低着头；靠近他的人看见他的泪落在胸前。
　　他和众人慢慢地向殿前的广场走去。
　　有一个名叫爱尔美差的女子从圣殿里出来，她是一个预言者。
　　他以无限的温蔼注视着她，因为她是在他第一天进这城里的时候，最初寻找相信他的人中之一。
　　她庆贺他，说：上帝的先知，至高的探求者，你曾常向远处寻望你的航帆。现在你的船儿来了，你必须归去。
　　你对于那回忆的故乡和你更大愿望的居所的渴念，是这样地深；我
　　们的爱，不能把你系住；我们的需求，也不能把你羁留。
　　但在你别离以前，我们要请你对我们讲说真理。
　　我们要把这真理传给我们的孩子，他们也传给他们的孩子，如此绵绵不绝。
　　在你的孤独里，你曾警守我们的白日；在你的清醒里，你曾倾听我们睡梦中的哭泣与欢笑。
　　现在请把我们的“真我”披露给我们，告诉我们你所知道的关于生和死中间的一切。
　　他回答说：
　　阿法利斯的民众呵，除了那现时在你们灵魂里鼓荡的之外，我还能说什么呢？
　　The Coming of the ShipAlmustafa, the chosen and the beloved, who was a dawn onto his own
　　day, had waited twelve years in the city of Orphalese for his ship that was toreturn and bear him back to the isle of his birth.
　　And in the twelfth year, on the seventh day of Ielool, the month ofreaping, he climbed the hill without the city walls and looked seaward; and
　　he beheld the ship coming with the mist.
　　Then the gates of his heart were _ung open, and his joy _ew far over thesea. And he closed his eyes and prayed in the silences of his soul.
　　But he descended the hill, a sadness came upon him, and he thought inhis heart: How shall I go in peace and without sorrow? Nay, not without awound in the spirit shall I leave this city.
　　Long were the days of pain I have spent within its walls, and long werethe nights of aloneness; and who can depart from his pain and his alonenesswithout regret?
　　Too many fragments of the spirit have I scattered in these streets, andtoo many are the children of my longing that walk nakedamong these hills, and I cannot withdraw from themwithout a burden and an ache.
　　It is not a garment I cast o_ this day, but a skin that Itear with my own hands.
　　Nor is it a thought I leave behind me, but a heart madesweet with hunger and with thirst.
　　Yet I cannot tarry longer.
　　The sea that calls all things unto her calls me, and Imust embark.
　　For to stay, though the hours burn in the night, is tofreeze and crystallize and be bound in a mould.
　　Fain would I take with me all that is here. But howshall I?
　　A voice cannot carry the tongue and the lips that giveit wings. Alone must it seek the ether.
　　And alone and without his nest shall the eagle flyacross the sun.
　　Now when he reached the foot of the hill, he turned
　　again towards the sea, and he saw his ship approaching theharbour, and upon her prow the mariners, the men of hisown land.
　　And his soul cried out to them, and he said:
　　Sons of my ancient mother, you riders of the tides,how often have you sailed in my dreams. And now you come in my awakening, which is my deeper dream.
　　Ready am I to go, and my eagerness with sails full set awaits the wind.
　　Only another breath will I breathe in this still air, only another lovinglook cast backward.
　　Then I shall stand among you, a seafarer among seafarers.
　　And you, vast sea, sleepless mother,
　　Who alone are peace and freedom to the river and the stream,
　　Only another winding will this stream make, only another murmur inthis glade,
　　And then shall I come to you, a boundless drop to a boundless ocean.
　　And as he walked he saw from afar men and women leaving their fieldsand their vineyards and hastening towards the city gates.
　　And he heard their voices calling his name, and shouting from the fieldto field telling one another of the coming of the ship.
　　And he said to himself:
　　Shall the day of parting be the day of gathering?
　　And shall it be said that my eve was in truth my dawn?
　　And what shall I give unto him who has left his plough in midfurrow, orto him who has stopped the wheel of his winepress?
　　Shall my heart become a tree heavy–laden with fruit that I may gather and give unto them?
　　And shall my desires flow like a fountain that I may fill their cups?
　　Am I a harp that the hand of the mighty may touch me, or a flute that his breath may pass through me?
　　A seeker of silences am I, and what treasure have I found in silences that I may dispense with confidence?
　　If this is my day of harvest, in what fields have I sowed the seed, and in what unrembered seasons?
　　If this indeed be the hour in which I lift up my lantern, it is not my Thame that shall burn therein.
　　Empty and dark shall I raise my lantern,
　　And the guardian of the night shall fill it with oil and he shall light it also.
　　These things he said in words. But much in his heart remained unsaid.
　　For he himself could not speak his deeper secret.
　　And when he entered into the city all the people came to meet him, and they were crying out to him as with one voice.
　　And the elders of the city stood forth and said:
　　Go not yet away from us.
　　A noontide have you been in our twilight, and your youth has given us dreams to dream.
　　No stranger are you among us, nor a guest, but our son and our dearly beloved.
　　Su_er not yet our eyes to hunger for your face.
　　And the priests and the priestesses said unto him:
　　Let not the waves of the sea separate us now, and the years you have spent in our midst become a memory.
　　You have walked among us a spirit, and your shadow has been a light upon our faces.
　　Much have we loved you. But speechless was our love, and with veils has it been veiled.
　　Yet now it cries aloud unto you, and would stand revealed before you.
　　And ever has it been that love knows not its own depth until the hour of separation.
　　And others came also and entreated him.
　　But he ans 我的心只悲伤七次：纪伯伦经典散文诗选（汉英对照） 下载 mobi epub pdf txt 电子书 格式

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大爱纪伯伦！内容不错，纸张质感好，受学生欢迎！