许渊冲如何抄袭中诗英译的名家弗莱彻，韦利和方重？转自微信
许渊冲如何抄袭中诗英译的名家弗莱彻，韦利和方重？
本文选自许渊冲《中诗英韵探胜》北大出版社 1992年第一版 97年再版
登高 杜甫 英文译本至少十家 英国外交家弗莱彻首译（1918年）
风急天高猿啸哀,渚清沙白鸟飞回。
无边落木萧萧下,不尽长江滚滚来。
万里悲秋常作客,百年老病独登台。
艰难苦恨繁霜鬓,潦倒新停浊酒杯。
The Heights W. J. B. Fletcher 译 1918年
The wind so fresh, the sky so high / Awake the gibbons’ wailing cry.
/ The isles clear-cut, the sand so white, / Arrest the wheeling sea-gulls’ flight.
/ Through endless space with rustling sound / The falling leaves are whirled around.
/ Beyond my ken a yeasty sea / The Yangtze’s waves are rolling free. /
From far away, in autumn drear, / I find myself a stranger here. /
With dragging years and illness wage / Lone war upon this lofty stage. /
With troubles vexed and trials sore / My locks are daily growing hoar: /
Till Time, before whose steps I pine, / Set down this failing cup of wine!
On the Heights ( II ) 许渊冲译
The wind so swift and sky so wide, apes wail and cry; /
Water so clear and beach so white, birds wheel and fly. /
The boundless forest sheds its leaves shower by shower; /
The endless river rolls its waves hour after hour. /
A thousand miles from home in autumn, I’m grieved at autumn’s plight; /
Ill now and then for years, ,alone I’m on this height. /
Living in times so hard, at frosted hair I pine; /
Cast down by poverty, I have to give up wine.
The Heights W. J. B. Fletcher 译对勘许渊冲
弗莱彻The wind so fresh, the sky so high / Awake the gibbons’ wailing cry.
/ The isles clear-cut, the sand so white, / Arrest the wheeling sea-gulls’ flight.
许渊冲 The wind so swift and sky so wide, apes wail and cry; /
Water so clear and beach so white, birds wheel and fly. /
弗莱彻/ Through endless space with rustling sound / The falling leaves are whirled around.
/ Beyond my ken a yeasty sea / The Yangtze’s waves are rolling free. /
许渊冲 The boundless forest sheds its leaves shower by shower; /
The endless river rolls its waves hour after hour. /
弗莱彻From far away, in autumn drear, / I find myself a stranger here. /
With dragging years and illness wage / Lone war upon this lofty stage. /
许渊冲 A thousand miles from home in autumn, I’m grieved at autumn’s plight; /
Ill now and then for years, ,alone I’m on this height. /
弗莱彻With troubles vexed and trials sore / My locks are daily growing hoar: /
Till Time, before whose steps I pine, / Set down this failing cup of wine!
许渊冲 Living in times so hard, at frosted hair I pine; /
Cast down by poverty, I have to give up wine. 许渊冲译 1984年
许渊冲后来出了修改版 企图掩饰第一版公然抄袭行为
On the Heights (2 ) 许渊冲译
The wind so swift, the sky so steep, sad gibbons cry; /
Water so clear and sand so white, backward birds fly. /
The boundless forest sheds its leaves shower by shower; /
The endless river rolls its waves hour after hour. /
Far from home in autumn, I’m grieved to see my plight; /
After my long illness, I climb alone this height. /
Living in hard times, at my frosted hair I pine; /
Pressed by poverty, I give up my cup of wine.
归园田居五首（其三） 陶潜
种豆南山下，草盛豆苗稀。晨兴理荒秽，带月荷锄归。
道狭草木长，夕露沾我衣。衣沾不足惜，但使愿无违。
Back to The Gardens and Fields 美国人Roland C Fang1980年译归田园居
Beneath the southern hills I sow my bees.
Their shoots are lost among the rank grass.
I rise early to clear away the weeds.
Till, hoe on shoulder, I plod home with the moon.
The paths are narrow, the green growths tall.
And the evening dews moisten my clothes.
What matters if I am wet with dew.
So long as I enjoy my heart’s content.
许渊冲1988年译归田园居Return to Nature (III)
I sow my beans 'neath southern hill;
Bean shoots are lost among the rank grass green.
Early I rise to clear the weeds away;
I plod home ,hoe on shoulder, with the moon ray.
The paths are narrow, tall are the growths new,
My clothes are moistened by the evening dew,
What does it matter even if I am wet,
So long as my heart’s desires can be met.
美国人Roland C Fang1980年译归田园居对勘许渊冲
罗兰Beneath the southern hills I sow my bees.
Their shoots are lost among the rank grass.
许渊冲I sow my beans 'neath southern hill;
Bean shoots are lost among the rank grass green.
罗兰I rise early to clear away the weeds.
Till, hoe on shoulder, I plod home with the moon.
许渊冲Early I rise to clear the weeds away;
I plod home ,hoe on shoulder, with the moon ray.
罗兰The paths are narrow, the green growths tall.
And the evening dews moisten my clothes.
许渊冲The paths are narrow, tall are the growths new,
My clothes are moistened by the evening dew,
罗兰What matters if I am wet with dew.
So long as I enjoy my heart’s content.
许渊冲What does it matter even if I am wet,
So long as my heart’s desires can be met.
许渊冲归田园居后来出了一个修改本 掩饰第一版公然抄袭行为
I sow my beans 'neath southern hill;
Bean shoots are lost where weeds o'ergrow.
I weed at dawn through early still;
I plod home with my moonlit hoe.
The path is narrow, grasses tall,
With evening dew my clothes wet,
To which I pay no heed at all,
If my desire can but be met.
饮酒（其五） 陶渊明
结庐在人境，而无车马喧。 问君何能尔？心远地自偏。 采菊东篱下，悠然见南山。山气日夕佳，飞鸟相与还。 此中有真意，欲辨已忘言。
Roland C Fang 1980年译饮酒
Among the busy haunts of men I build my hut;
But hear no noise of wheels or trampling hoofs.
You would stop to ask me how-
The distant heart creates a distant retreat.
Picking chrysanthemums under the eastern fence;
Leisurely I look up and see the southern Mountains.
The mountain air's good both day and night;
And the birds are flying homewards together..
In such things I find the truth of life;
I would tell how, but have forgotten the words.
Drinking wine（许渊冲）1988年译饮酒
Among the haunts of men I build my cot;
There’s noise of wheel and hoof, but I hear not.
How can it leave on my mind no trace?
Secluded heart creates secluded place.
i pick fence-side chrysanthemums at will;
And leisurely I see the southern hill.
Where mountain air's fresh both day and night;
And where I find home-going birds in flight.
What is the revelation at this view?
Words fail me even if I try to tell you.
罗兰译饮酒和许渊冲对勘
罗兰Among the busy haunts of men I build my hut;
But hear no noise of wheels or trampling hoofs.
许渊冲Among the haunts of men I build my cot;
There’s noise of wheel and hoof, but I hear not.
罗兰You would stop to ask me how-
The distant heart creates a distant retreat.
许渊冲How can it leave on my mind no trace?
Secluded heart creates secluded place.
罗兰Picking chrysanthemums under the eastern fence;
Leisurely I look up and see the southern Mountains.
许渊冲I pick fence-side chrysanthemums at will;
And leisurely I see the southern hill.
罗兰The mountain air's good both day and night;
And the birds are flying homewards together..
许渊冲Where mountain air's fresh both day and night;
And where I find home-going birds in flight.
罗兰In such things I find the truth of life;
I would tell how, but have forgotten the words.
许渊冲What is the revelation at this view?
Words fail me even if I try to tell you.
许渊冲归田园居后来出了一个修改本 掩饰第一版公然抄袭行为
In people's haunt I build my cot;
Of wheel's and hoof's noise i hear not.
How can it leave on me no trace?
Secluded heart makes secluded place.
i pick fenceside asters at will;
Carefree i see the southern hill.
The mountain air's fresh day and night;
Together birds go home in flight.
What revelation at this view?
Words fail if i try to tell you.
Drinking（杨宪益，戴乃迭）
Within the world of men I make my home,
Yet din of house and carriage there is none;
You ask me how this quiet is achieved－
With thoughts remote the place appears alone.
While picking asters'neath the Eastern fence
My gaze upon the Southern mountain rests;
The mountain views are good by day or night,
The birds come flying homeward to their nests.
A truth in this reflection lies concealed,
But I forget how it may be revealed.
陶渊明《责子》诗的英译
白发被两鬓，肌肤不复实。虽有五男儿，总不好纸笔。
阿舒已二八，懒惰故无匹。阿宣行志学，而不好文术。
雍端年十三，不识六与七。通子垂九龄，但觅梨与栗。
天运苟如此，且进杯中物。
Arthur Waley英国名家威利1918年译文
White hair covers my temples,/I am wrinkled…
And though I have five sons,/They all hate paper and brush.
A-shu is eighteen:/For laziness there is none like him.
A-hsuan does his best,/But really loathes the Fine Arts/
Yung-tuan is thirteen,/But does not know "six" from "seven".
T’ung-tzu in his ninth year/Is only concerned with things to eat.
If Heaven treats me like this,/What can I do but fill my cup?（Arthur Waley译）
许渊冲1988年译责子
My temples now are covered with white hairs,/My skin is wrinkled, my muscles are slack. /Although I have five sons, none of them cares/To learn to read and write in white or black./
My eldest son already is twice eight,/For laziness none can be his compeers./
My second son will never dedicate/Himself to fine arts, though at fifteen years./
My third son is thirteen, so is my fourth one,/But they don’t know how much makes six plus seven.
/Nearly nine years old is my youngest son, /Amid the pears and nuts he is in heaven./
Alas! If such be the decree divine,/What can I do but drain my cup of wine!（
Arthur Waley英国名家韦利1918年译文与许渊冲对勘
韦利White hair covers my temples,/I am wrinkled…
And though I have five sons,/They all hate paper and brush.
许渊冲My temples now are covered with white hairs,/My skin is wrinkled, my muscles are slack. /Although I have five sons, none of them cares/To learn to read and write in white or black./
韦利A-shu is eighteen:/For laziness there is none like him.
A-hsuan does his best,/But really loathes the Fine Arts/
许渊冲My eldest son already is twice eight,/For laziness none can be his compeers./
My second son will never dedicate/Himself to fine arts, though at fifteen years./
韦利Yung-tuan is thirteen,/But does not know "six" from "seven".
T’ung-tzu in his ninth year/Is only concerned with things to eat.
许渊冲My third son is thirteen, so is my fourth one,/But they don’t know how much makes six plus seven.
/Nearly nine years old is my youngest son, /Amid the pears and nuts he is in heaven./
韦利If Heaven treats me like this,/What can I do but fill my cup?
许渊冲Alas! If such be the decree divine,/What can I do but drain my cup of wine!
逢雪宿芙蓉山主人：刘长卿
日暮苍山远，天寒白屋贫。柴门闻犬吠，风雪夜归人。
Fletcher 1918译
The daylight far is dawning across the purple hill,
And white the houses of the poor with winter’s breathing chill.
The house dog’s sudden barking, which hears the wicket go,
Greets us at night returning through driving gale and snow.
Dell R.Hale 1975
Dark hills distant In the setting sun.
Thatched hut stark under wintery skies.
A dog barks at the brushwood gate.
As someone heads home this windy, snowy night.
许渊冲1988年译刘长卿
At sunset hillside village still seems far;
Cold and deserted the thatched cottages are.
At wicket gate a dog is heard to bark.
With wind and snow I come when night is dark.
长恨歌中英文对照白居易原文长恨歌
1920年英国人Herbert A Giles译散文体1973 Ines Herdan译诗体
W.J.B Fletcher 1918年首译长恨歌
The Lord of Han loved beauty; In love’s desire he pined.
For years within his palace Such love he could not find.
A maiden of the Yang To wedlock’s age had grown.
Brought up within the harem, And to the world unknown.
许渊冲译 1987年译 汉皇重色思倾国，御宇多年求不得。
杨家有女初长成，养在深闺人未识。
The beauty-loving monarch longed year after year
To find a beautiful lady without peer.
A maiden of the Yangs* to womanhood just grown,
In inner chambers bred, to the world was unknown.
: W.J.B.弗莱彻是全世界范围内最早出版唐诗英译专门著作的译者,其译本选译了286首唐诗,首次较为全面地将唐诗这一代表中国古典文学最高峰的文化瑰宝展现在英美读者面前,并在随后近百年内产生了持续的影响。国内外研究界对弗莱彻的译本并不陌生,但长期以来更多是从翻译技巧层面出发,将其译本与后世更为成熟的译本相比对,对其错讹或不成熟之处大加挞伐,未能正确认识和评价其首创之功。本文将在细读弗氏译本全文的基础上,返回弗莱彻所处的历史文化语境,指出弗氏对唐诗的大力推介,并分析其较为优秀的翻译技艺,及其在译介中归化和异化两种策略的结合,从而重新评价其贡献。W.J.B.弗莱彻是全世界范围内最早出版唐诗英译专门著作的译者, 在从事唐诗英译的西方译者中,活跃于20世纪初的英国外交官弗莱彻(William JohnBainbrigge Fletcher,1879—1933)是较为重要的一位。近年有学者指出,弗莱彻两本英汉对照的译著《英译唐诗选》(Gems of Chinese Verse)和《英译唐诗选续集》(More Gems of Chinese Poetry
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