Xu Zhimo: Slumbering On She Keeps, In The Starlight A Pure White Lily Reclining 徐志摩 她是睡著了 星光下一朵斜欹的白蓮 Poem by Frank Yue

"Slumbering On She Keeps"
-A Poem by 徐志摩 Xu Zhimo (1897-1931)
-Translated by Frank C Yue

Slumbering on she keeps,
In the starlight a pure white lily reclining;
Into dreamland she sneaks,
From the incense-burner a thread of green smoke rising.

She is soundly asleep,
From the clear spring gleeful notes of the zither vibrating;
Now she's in dreamland sweet,
Dancing red and blue butterflies: O The joy of loving!

Such light even breathing:
Such fragrance, giving aroma to ev'ryting.
O Blessed atmosphere fine,
Hugging, caressing slim shapes and lines!

O Time luxurious!
Quietness -Gold is each and ev'ry grain of sand,
Leveling off things with no end;
Amid waves and fish scales, sails the boat glamorous!

Such time and scenes intoxicating!
Wrap a techni-colour'd coat round my bosom,
Give me a large vase of wine
Hand me a freshly picked blossom:
Spell-bound, I shall dance long among the grape vine!

O Lo and behold, what a Beauty!
Fragrant Spring hues live on her soft skin (as if their duty) ,
Like the rose and the, China rose, smaller still -
Fresh and vibrant as the morning daffodil!

Deep in the dream, silent desires bold,
Tempting her heart -a pure soul -
At the petals' pink centre, like a bee
To feed wild and free
On nectar-wine divine
In love-making ecstasy!

Dreamland: Child-like innocence.
Be silent, no non-sense!
Disturb not the Dream-god's hard work.
Draw out a thread of gold,
Draw out a thread of silver vein,
Draw out a thread, again,
Of brightly colour'd e'ening cloud.

Wrist of jade, shuttle of gold -
With precision weaving,
Repeated interlacing -
Give birth to clouds of hues untold.
Around God's grand palace,
Joyful songs of the angels,
Joyful dance of the angels.

O Dimples lovely,
Joy of the virgin's dream explain'd,
Like a dewdrop pearly,
Trembling,
On the round lotus plate,
Glorious Dawn a-wakening!



她是睡著了 徐志摩 （1897-1931）

她是睡著了——
星光下一朵斜欹的白蓮；
她入夢境了——
香爐裡裊起一縷碧螺煙。

她是眠熟了——
澗泉幽抑了喧響的琴弦；
她在夢鄉了——
粉蝶兒，翠蝶兒，翻飛的歡戀。

停勻的呼吸：
清芬滲透了她的周遭的清氛；
有福的清氛，
懷抱著，撫摩著，她纖纖的身形！

奢侈的光陰！
靜，沙沙的盡是閃亮的黃金，
平鋪著無垠——
波鱗間清樣著光艷的小艇。

醉心的光景：
給我披一件彩衣，啜一罈芳醴，
折一支藤花，
舞，在葡萄叢中顛倒，昏迷。

看呀，美麗！
三春的顏色移上了她的香肌，
是玫瑰，是月季，
是朝陽裡的水仙，鮮妍，方菲！

夢底的幽秘，
挑逗著她的心——純潔的靈魂——
像一隻蜂兒，
在花心恣意的唐突——溫存。

童真的夢境！
靜默；休教驚斷了夢神的慇懃；
抽一絲金絡，
抽一絲銀絡，
抽一絲晚霞的紫曛。

玉腕與金梭，
織縑似的精審，更番的穿度——
化生了彩霞，
神闕，安琪兒的歌，安琪兒的舞。

可愛的梨渦，
解釋了處女的夢境的歡喜，
像一顆露珠，
顫動的，在荷盤中閃耀著晨曦。