诗经·国风·卫风·氓

时间:2021-08-31

  原文

  氓之蚩蚩,抱布贸丝。匪来贸丝,来即我谋。送子涉淇,至于顿丘。匪我愆期,子无良媒。将子无怒,秋以为期。

  乘彼垝垣,以望复关。不见复关,泣涕涟涟。既见复关,载笑载言。尔卜尔筮,体无咎言。以尔车来,以我贿迁。

  桑之未落,其叶沃若。于嗟鸠兮!无食桑葚。于嗟女兮!无与士耽。士之耽兮,犹可说也。女之耽兮,不可说也。

  桑之落矣,其黄而陨。自我徂尔,三岁食贫。淇水汤汤,渐车帷裳。女也不爽,士贰其行。士也罔极,二三其德。

  三岁为妇,靡室劳矣。夙兴夜寐,靡有朝矣。言既遂矣,至于暴矣。兄弟不知,咥其笑矣。静言思之,躬自悼矣。

  及尔偕老,老使我怨。淇则有岸,隰则有泮。总角之宴,言笑晏晏,信誓旦旦,不思其反。反是不思,亦已焉哉!

  英文翻译

  A Simple Fellow

  A simple fellow, all smiles,

  Brought cloth to exchange for thread,

  Not in truth to buy thread

  But to arrange about me.

  I saw you across the Qi

  As far as Dunqiu;

  It was not I who wanted to put it off,

  But you did not have a proper matchmaker.

  I begged you not to be angry

  And fixed autumn as the time.

  I climbed the city wall

  To watch for your return to the pass;

  And when you did not come

  My tears fell in floods;

  Then I saw you come,

  And how gaily I laughed and talked!

  You consulted tortoise-shell and milfoil, (1)

  And they showed nothing unlucky;

  You came with your cart

  And took me off with my dowry.

  Before the mulberry sheds its leaves,

  How green and fresh they are!

  Ah, turtle-dove,

  Do not eat the mulberries!

  Ah, girls,

  Do not take your pleasure with men!

  A man can take pleasure

  And get away with it,

  But a girl

  Will never get away with it.

  The mulberry sheds its leaves

  Yellow and sere;

  After going to you

  Three years I supped on poverty.

  Deep are the waters of the Qi;

  They wet the curtains as the carriage crossed,

  I did no wrong,

  You were the one to blame;

  It was you who were faithless

  And changed.

  Three years I was your wife,

  Never idle in your house,

  Rising early and retiring late

  Day after day.

  All went smoothly

  Till you turned rough;

  And my brothers, not knowing,

  Laughed and joked with me as before.

  Alone, thinking over my fate,

  I could only lament.

  I had hoped to grow old with you,

  Now the thought of old age grieves my heart.

  The Qi has its shores,

  The Shi its banks;

  How happy we were, our hair in tufts, (2)

  How fondly we talked and laughed,

  How solemnly we swore to be true!

  I must think no more of the past;

  The past is done with —

  Better let it end like this!