蒂尔达·斯文顿 | 朗读诗歌《古舟子咏》

All in a hot and copper sky,

The bloody Sun, at noon,

Right up above the mast did stand,

No bigger than the Moon.

正午血红的太阳，高悬在

灼热的铜黄色的天上，

正好直射着桅杆的尖顶，

大小不过像一个月亮。

Day after day, day after day,

We stuck, nor breath nor motion;

As idle as a painted ship

Upon a painted ocean.

过了一天，又是一天，

我们停滞在海上无法动弹；

就像一幅画中的航船，

停在一幅画中的海面。

Water, water, every where,

And all the boards did shrink;

Water, water, every where,

Nor any drop to drink.

水呵水，到处都是水，

船上的甲板却在干涸；

水呵水，到处都是水，

却没有一滴能解我焦渴。

The very deep did rot: O Christ!

That ever this should be!

Yea, slimy things did crawl with legs

Upon the slimy sea.

大海本身在腐烂，呵上帝！

这景象实在令人心悸！

一些长着腿的粘滑的东西，

在粘滑的海面上爬来爬去。