第42章 亮看见的 What the Moon Saw 第一晚到第十晚 (第1/22页)

《月亮看见的》，1840 年

what the moon Saw, 1840.

引言

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这是一件奇怪的事情，当我感受最强烈、最深刻的时候，我的手和我的舌头似乎都被束缚住了，以至于我不能恰当地描述或准确地描绘出我内心涌起的想法；然而我是一个画家；我的眼睛告诉了我这一点，所有看过我的素描和幻想的朋友也都这么说。

It is a strange thing, when I feel most fervently and most deeply, my hands and my tongue seem alike tied, so that I cannot rightly describe or accurately portray the thoughts that are rising within me; and yet I am a painter; my eye tells me as much as that, and all my friends who have seen my sketches and fancies say the same.

我是一个穷孩子，住在最狭窄的一条小巷里；但我并不缺少光，因为我的房间在房子的高处，可以眺望到邻近屋顶的广阔景色。

I am a poor lad, and live in one of the narrowest of lanes; but I do not want for light, as my room is high up in the house, with an extensive prospect over the neighbouring roofs.

在我刚到这个城镇生活的头几天里，我感到非常沮丧和孤独。我看到的不再是昔日的森林和青山，而只有一片烟囱林立的 “森林”。然后我一个朋友也没有；没有一张熟悉的面孔向我打招呼。

during the first few days I went to live in the town, I felt low-spirited and solitary enough. Instead of the forest and the green hills of former days, I had here only a forest of chimney-pots to look out upon. And then I had not a single friend; not one familiar face greeted me.

于是，一天晚上，我心情沮丧地坐在窗前；不一会儿，我打开窗户向外望去。哦，我的心是多么欢快地跳动起来！终于看到了一张熟悉的面孔 —— 一张圆圆的、友好的脸，一张我在家乡认识的好朋友的脸。事实上，是月亮在看着我。他一点也没变，亲爱的老月亮，和他过去透过荒野上的柳树向下看着我的时候一模一样的脸。

So one evening I sat at the window, in a desponding mood; and presently I opened the casement and looked out. oh, how my heart leaped up with joy! here was a well-known