双语童诗：稻草人

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2018年07月23日

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34 THE SCARECROW	三十四稻草人
Walter de la Mare	华尔特·德·拉·梅尔
All winter through I bow my head	整个冬天我把头低着，
Beneath the driving rain;	在瓢泼大雨下捱淋;
The North wind powders me with snow	北风洒了我一身白雪，
And blows me black again;	又把我吹成原形;
At midnight under a maze of stars	夜半一片迷人的星光下，
I flame with glittering rime,	我披着严霜闪熠，
And stand, above the stubble, stiff	我站在麦茬地里，像一副
As mail at morning-prime.	铠甲，迎来了晨曦。
But when that child, called Spring, and all	等到那名叫春天的孩子
His host of children, come,	带一群儿童到来，
Scattering their buds and dew upon	把蓓蕾和露珠向着我家
These acres of my home,	这一方田地撒开，
Some rapture in my rags awakes;	我一身破衣里就升起狂喜;
I lift void eyes and scan	我抬起无珠的眼审视
The skies for crows, those ravening foes	天上的乌鸦：我那怪主人——
Of my strange master, Man.	人类——的贪婪仇敌。
I watch him striding lank behind	我看见主人赶着牛拉犁，
His clashing team, and know	大步走过，我知道
Soon will the wheat swish body high	在曾经积雪的田地里，
Where once lay sterile snow;	麦子很快会窜得一人高;
Soon shall I gaze across a sea	我的视线很快会越过
Of sun-begotten grain,	阳光培育的麦海，
Which my unflinching watch hath sealed	我的勇敢的守护保证了
For harvest once again	又一次丰收到来。
	屠岸译